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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 8

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      by — She’s gone I stared at the three characters for “18th floor.” My phone clattered to the floor, the screen still lit, the final paragraph like a needle dipped in poison, piercing my eyes with countless tiny stabs— Xu Xingruo stood on the balcony, the evening wind lifting the torn hem of her clothes. The wound on her arm was still bleeding, mixing with the un-dried tear tracks and soup stains on her face, making her look heartbreakingly wretched. She didn't cry or curse; she just stared intently at…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 7

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      by — Divorce My eyes, fixed on the screen, were stinging, my fingertips dug fiercely into the edge of my phone case, and even my back molars were clenched tight—this passage of text was like a red-hot branding iron, searing my heart. When Xu Xingruo said, “Let’s get a divorce,” I could vividly imagine her appearance. She was sitting at the dining table, having barely touched the food in front of her. Her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes no longer held the previous timidity, only cold…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 65

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      by — It's all over, just a dream The wooden door of the old bookstore creaked, and the draft carried fallen leaves across the bookshelf. The manuscript paper spread out on the table was blown away, and the handwriting was strong but trembling—— It turned out that there was no reunion beyond the third dimension, there was no flat floor 806 on the 18th floor of Building A, Fuwan, Zhong District, and there was no replacement ID card. Song Zhili was sitting on the bay window, holding a dark brown diary that…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 64

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      by — everything is beautiful The strings of lanterns on Internet Celebrity Street were so dazzling that people were dizzy. As soon as Song Qiusheng finished taking pictures of the graffiti wall at the entrance of the alley with his camera, Song Zhili gently hugged his waist."There are many people, don't get lost." The man's voice was close to his ear, with a gentleness that could not be rejected, and his fingertips helped him gather the collar that was blown by the wind. Just as Song Qiusheng was about to…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 63

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      by — I came to your world The sunlight shines through the old glass windows and falls on the yellowed walls, bringing with it the unique smell of a rental house, a mixture of dust and sunshine.Song Zhili opened his eyes suddenly on the bed, his heart beating wildly, and the feeling of holding dumplings still lingered in his arms, but what his fingertips touched was a body that was warm and undulating with breathing. He turned his head stiffly, and what he saw was a face that was so familiar that it was…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 62

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      by — Old town bookstore owner Song Qiusheng's funeral was held quietly, just like the three years he spent in a neighboring city.The blue-black tombstone stands on the mountainside, facing the city in the distance, and looks very much like the alley scenery that can be seen from the door of the bookstore. Song Zhili was wearing a pure black suit, with the cuffs neatly rolled up, but his hair, which he usually took care of meticulously, was a little messy.He stood in front of the tombstone, holding a bouquet…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 61

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      by — Ah, I'm back In late autumn, on the outskirts of the neighboring city, the maple leaves were as red as a burning fire.Song Zhili drove me, the trunk was stuffed with camping equipment, and the maple leaf knot I casually tied last night was hung on the steering wheel. "I heard that you can see the sunrise over the sea of clouds from the top of the mountain." He looked sideways at me, his eyes reflecting the red maples passing by outside the window. "I checked the weather forecast and it's sunny today." I…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 60

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      by — It would be nice not to go back The raindrops swept across the blue brick wall diagonally, and the leaves of the wall-creeper were wet and glowed with an oily sheen.I was packing the bookshelf when I heard slight footsteps coming from the door. I looked up and saw Song Zhili standing under the eaves. His black windbreaker was stained with raindrops, his hair was slightly damp, and he was holding a folded black umbrella in his hand. "Take shelter from the rain." He said, his voice much gentler than…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 6

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      by — Betrayal Under the Warm Sun I picked up my phone again, my fingers white as I stared at the screen. My breathing was shallow, as if breathing any heavier might shatter the cruel narrative unfolding. The chapter title was glaring: Betrayal Under the Warm Sun. And the opening description felt like an ice pick driven straight into my heart. Time passed quickly in the novel; a year flashed by. Xu Xingruo had given birth to a son for Yang Changwen, named An'an. The book described how she had quit the job…
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      Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 59

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      by — my little bookstore The warm water flowed over his waist and abdomen, bringing with it the dense mist in the bathroom, gently diluting the smell of blood.My hand holding the razor blade was steady, and the sharp edge was pressed against the inside of my wrist. A white mark was made on the skin, and then fine drops of blood oozed out. The miniature camera installed by Song Zhili was hidden in the frame of the bathroom mirror, and the red light flickered weakly, as if silently spying on this desperate…
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