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Chapter 11 Heartbroken Xiao Yuan Liked This Friend... At five-thirty in the morning, Sun Xueyu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, suddenly felt someone patting her cheek. Yuan Yi had tormented her quite a bit the previous night. Because the large bed was occupied, Yuan Xiao and Yuan Chen threw tantrums, and she had finally managed to coax them to sleep. Sleeping three people—one adult and two children—on the small bed was incredibly cramped, but Sun Xueyu didn't dare to wake Yuan Yi. Just…-
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Chapter 10 She is the Guide. Yuan Yi got into Peng Cheng’s car as she wished, but she felt a stagnation in the atmosphere between them. She didn't know why the mood had changed after she mentioned wanting ice cream. Yuan Yi knew that Peng Cheng harbored quite a few misunderstandings about her. She took a deep breath. The cold wind was more biting outside. Peng Cheng had offered to give her a ride, but said nothing else. She wouldn't accept the money Yuan Yi owed her either. Yuan Yi was troubled;…
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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 49 Respiratory Medicine Department, third floor, inpatient department, City No. 1 Hospital.The air is always filled with a lingering complex smell of disinfectant, medicine and aging bodies.The corridor lights are pale, illuminating the smooth but slightly old floor tiles, and occasionally muffled conversations and the buzzing of the pager can be heard from the nurse's station.Most of the ward doors are ajar, and intermittent coughing, the faint sound of TV programs, or the low murmurs of family…
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Chapter 48 It rained all night, and it didn't stop until early morning. It just changed from a torrential downpour to an endless drizzle of rain.The sky was a uniform, heavy leaden gray, very low, as if it would fall at any time.The air is clammy and sticky, full of moisture, and every breath carries a cool and earthy smell. Ye Qiulan was sitting at the desk in his dormitory. The notebook in front of him was open, with only a few words written on it. The tip of the pen was hovering, and the ink blurred…
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Chapter 47 The corridors in the staff dormitories are narrower than those in the student dormitories, and the lights are darker.The old-fashioned incandescent light bulb was covered with thick dust, and the light was dim and weak, barely illuminating the badly worn terrazzo steps underfoot.There is an old smell in the air, mixed with the smell of oil smoke, Chinese medicine and dust. The walls are covered with long-faded safety notices and small advertisements for unblocking sewers. Ling Xueqing walked…
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