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Cracks widen It rained heavily in Wugang for three consecutive days, and the gloomy sky was like a curtain soaked with tears, making people breathless.There were no lights on in the apartment, only the faint skylight filtering through the window, making the shadows of the two people thin and long, full of alienation and depression. Shen Zhiyi sat on the edge of the sofa, her fingertips clenched until they turned white, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving a few red marks.On the coffee table…-
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Doubt arises The warm light in the apartment was on all night. Shen Zhiyi was sitting on the sofa, her fingertips repeatedly rubbing the screen of her mobile phone. On it was the last text message sent by Lu Wanheng three days ago: "The project is urgent and I won't reply in the near future." There was no unnecessary explanation, no gentle comfort, only a cold notification, like a thin needle, pricking her already sensitive and fragile heart. Ever since Lu Wanheng issued a public clarification statement,…
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Fissures grow secretly In the private room of the Michelin restaurant in Wugang Financial Center, Lu Wanheng had just finished a three-hour project matchmaking meeting and was rubbing his brows tiredly.When the partner's representative stood up to say goodbye, she forced herself to stand up and say goodbye, with the rough touch of the contract paper still left on her fingertips.Shen Zhiyi was waiting in the cafe downstairs of the restaurant as agreed. She had just experienced a breakup in her original…
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Shen family shock In the cultural and creative district of Wugang Old Wharf, the warm breeze carries the salty smell of the sea water. The handicraft shops along the street are hung with a dazzling array of accessories. The sun shines through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.Shen Zhiyi held Lu Wanheng's hand, their fingertips intertwined, and their pace was slow. She had just come out of the illustration material store, holding a stack of custom-made drawing…
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Hidden eyebrows Winter nights in Fog Harbor are always wrapped in a damp and cold wind, and a thin layer of water mist condenses on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the penthouse, dimming the lights on the river into blurry spots of light.Shen Zhiyi was lying on the painting table on the balcony, the tip of his pen hanging on the manuscript of the "Evening Thoughts" series. He did not drop it for a long time, but his eyes drifted towards the entrance hall unconsciously. The clock on the wall was…
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Standing proudly against the frost The phone vibrated in my pocket, and text messages from the bank system popped up one after another. The cold words were so painful that my eyes hurt: the account ××× under your name has been frozen, the payment stop has taken effect, the registration of real estate property rights restrictions has been completed, and the joint credit card limit has been cleared.Seven or eight accounts, three core properties, and all associated secondary cards were frozen by the…
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Watching Flowers Through the Fog Three hours after the black sedan left the old alley, there was still no sign of the thick fog dissipating. Instead, with the afternoon tide, it wrapped around Wugang even more densely. In Shen Zhiyi's studio, the faint scent of turpentine mingled with the salty dampness of the sea breeze, flowing slowly through the cramped space. She squatted before her easel, holding a small weasel-hair brush between her fingertips, meticulously detailing the halo of the lighthouse in…
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Strict order to return home The regular meeting of investment bank executives on Wednesday had just ended. Before Lu Wanheng could look through the new drawings sent by Shen Zhiyi from the studio, the special assistant knocked on the office door solemnly, placed a sealed brown paper bag on the table, and said in a very low voice: "Mr. Lu, the urgent mail just received from the same city has no sender. The front desk said it was delivered by hand. You'd better take a look now." Lu Wanheng's fingertips…
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Relatives approve When Lu Wanheng parked the car on the boulevard in the mid-level villa area, Shen Zhiyi's fingertips were still gently holding the skirt, and the light apricot knitted suit was pinched into shallow wrinkles.She turned her head and looked at the person beside her. Lu Wanheng was wearing a simple off-white suit. His expression was still calm, but the knuckles holding the steering wheel were slightly white. There was even a trace of imperceptible nervousness hidden in his usually calm…
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The lack of heart gradually fills up Shen Zhiyi was lying on the painting table on the balcony, and her fingertips gently rubbed the hand-painted bookmark that Lu Wanheng carried with her. The foggy blue cardboard glowed with a warm light, and the tassels hung down on the watercolor painting, blending with the brushstrokes of the "Evening Thoughts" series.The Wugang River outside the window was sparkling, and the sound of Lu Wanheng cooking sweet soup came from the kitchen. The aroma of cinnamon and snow…
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