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Chapter 9 Ling Xueqing's fingertips stayed on the surface of the cardigan's wool for longer than the length required to pick up an ordinary item.The fine fuzz brushes over the fingertips, bringing soft resistance.She seemed to be able to distinguish the fine dust that belonged to the old library paper, the temperature on the pillow next to the autumn night last night, and perhaps a trace of an almost stubborn flatness left by careful folding.The clothes were light and heavy in her palm. She didn't…-
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Chapter 8 The crease on Ye Qiulan's fingertips looked particularly abrupt on the flat page.She hurriedly tried to smooth it out, and her nails scraped against the paper, making a tiny hissing sound that was amplified in the excessively quiet air. Ling Xueqing raised her eyes. His eyes fell on Ye Qiulan's frantic fingers, paused, and then moved to her thin red ears.Ye Qiulan could almost feel the warmth of that gaze, with the clarity unique to morning light, and a hint of quiet concern that she couldn't…
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Chapter 7 When Ye Qiulan woke up, the skylight had penetrated the gap in the old curtains, cutting a pale bright mark on the cement floor of the bedroom.The light gray cardigan beside the pillow was still there, held in her arms unconsciously all night. The fabric was a little wrinkled, but it was still soft against her cheeks.The aura of Ling Xueqing above it had faded a lot after a night, leaving only a faint cold undertone similar to pine needles on a winter morning, mixed with her own warm breath in…
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Chapter 6 When Ye Qiulan stepped onto the cement steps of the West District Dormitory Building, his steps suddenly became heavy.The corner of the constant humidity book box in my arms pressed against my ribs, causing a dull pain.The light gray cardigan on her shoulders, with its wool-blend texture, was like a warm cocoon at the moment, separating her from the cool night air, but it also made her clearly feel the weight and breath that was not her own with every step she took. The key was inserted into…
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Chapter 5 Ling Xueqing's fingers still stayed in the air, and the soft touch of Ye Qiulan's hair and the coolness of broken dead leaves remained on her fingertips.The burnt yellow leaf curled up into a small ball in her palm, its veins indistinct in the dim light.She forgot to put her hands down or look away. Ye Qiulan also forgot to move.The place where the top of the head was touched, although the force was so light, was like a branding iron leaving an invisible mark. The burning sensation lingered,…
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Chapter 46 In the evening in the old dormitory building in the West District, the light always retreats first.The setting sun was completely blocked by the high-rise buildings of the graduate student apartments to the east. Only a thin, golden-red afterglow struggled to leak in through the narrow gaps between the buildings, barely smearing on the mottled walls of the corridor, and soon dissipated into a dull gray-blue. Ye Qiulan walked back from the boiler room carrying two hot water bottles.The hot…
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Chapter 45 In the small conference room in the hospital office building, the air conditioner was turned on at full blast, and the air-conditioning blew out from the vents and hit the exposed skin, stirring up a layer of fine particles.There were about ten people sitting at the long oval table, most of them professors and associate professors with gray or half-white hair, and only a few young graduate students.The air was filled with tea, paper, and a certain old-fashioned solemn atmosphere belonging to…
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Chapter 44 The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the tall glass windows on the west side of the library, falling on the side of the long oak table near the aisle, illuminating the fine dust floating in the air.On the desktop, the final draft of the report, scattered references, and printer paper filled with marks were all coated with a layer of fluffy gold.There is a permanent smell of old book paper and wood in the air, and it is so quiet that only the occasional sound of turning pages in the…
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Chapter 43 The breakfast rush in the cafeteria has not yet completely passed, and the warm and sweet aroma of porridge and rice and the greasy aroma of fried pasta are floating in the air.There was a buzz of voices, plates clattering, chairs shuffling.Ling Xueqing chose the corner seat by the window. It was relatively quiet here and she could also see the gradually brightening sky outside. She placed Ye Qiulan's canvas bag on the empty chair next to her, then turned and went to the window.When I came…
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Chapter 42 At seven o'clock the next morning, the phone vibrated next to the pillow. It was not an alarm clock, but a phone call.Ye Qiulan touched his phone in a daze, and barely opened his eyes a crack. The words "Teacher Liu" danced on the screen.The remaining sleepiness was instantly shaken away, and she sat up suddenly, her heart pounding. "Hello, Teacher Liu?" "Classmate Ye Qiulan? Please come to the office of the Ancient Books Restoration Department on the third floor of the library now. I need to…
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