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Before heavy snow There is a thin layer of ice on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the studio on the third floor of the Huang family villa.The ice spreads upward from the lower corner of the window pane, branching out like branches, cutting the green ash mountains outside the window into irregular blocks of color.Wei Zhiheng stood in front of the easel, pressing the upper edge of the quarto paper with his left hand, and holding a wolf-hair watercolor pen in his right hand. The barrel is of basswood,…-
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Xiaoxue 9:47. Wei Mingyuan walked in front carrying the iron bed head.The metal collided with his shoulder blades, making a hollow sound.The hospital bed is an old item that was discarded from the county hospital. The paint on the surface of the white iron pipe peeled off, revealing reddish brown rust. Huang Jinye followed behind, carrying the folded bed board on his right shoulder.Made of plywood, the edges have dents caused by lying down for a long time, revealing the true color of the wood, which is…
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Beginning of winter Wei Zhiheng sat in a wicker chair.My waist was pressed against the hard bamboo strips backrest, and the dull pain from the bone penetration was still there, and the depth of my iliac bone was swelling and shrinking.His right hand hangs on the armrest, his fingernails glowing lavender with white edges.The cuffs were stained with ultramarine paint, which had dried and crusted over.The left hand is spread on the lap, with the palm facing up, and there are five hairs lying on it.The whole…
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frost 23:17. The fluorescent tube in dormitory 307 hummed with overcurrent overhead, and the tungsten wire trembled, casting Wei Zhiheng's shadow on the bottom of the upper bunk bed, stretching and flattening it. He was lying on his side with his left cheek pressed against the pillow. The cotton pillowcase had rough fibers and rubbed against the skin of his cheekbone, causing a slight sting.There is a rusty taste in the mouth, sweet and astringent, and blood is overflowing from the gums and spreading…
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Before the cold dew 17:00. Huang Jinye stood on the edge of the cinder track on the west side of Huizhi Building.His right spike shoe stepped into the ground, and the steel nails embedded in the cracks of the slag, making a scraping sound.The right knee was bent, and the water swayed in the joint cavity, making it gurgling.He was holding a hard object in his hand - a blood scab the size of a fingernail, which came from a mixture of cinders and blood embedded in his palm six days ago. The edges were…
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2 after the autumnal equinox The cinder track of the Jiujiu Square track and field is reflective in the midday sun.The particles are slag left over from the boiler, glassy slag, with sharp edges, and black rubber crumbs left by the trampling of previous students deposited on the surface.Wei Zhiheng was sitting in the first row of the auditorium. The plastic stool was dented and groaned as the air was squeezed under the weight. The blue and white striped parasol above the head was moved by Huang Jinye…
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1 after the autumnal equinox 23:00. The lingering sound of the quiet school bell created turbulence in the corridor, hitting the terrazzo wall three times before dissipating.Wei Zhiheng stood at the staircase on the third floor of the Changgu Tower, holding the iron pipe handrail with his left hand. The green paint peeled off to reveal the silver-white metal, and the coolness spread through the palm of his hand into his ulna.He raised his feet, and his kneecaps made a dry rubbing sound.There was a…
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After the white dew The barbed wire fence on the northern slope of Greencen Mountain appears gray-white in the midday light.The rusted metal wires intersect into a diamond-shaped grid, and the barbed wire on the top rusts to reddish brown, the same color as blood after oxidation. Wei Zhiheng stood in front of the net, holding a painting box in his left hand. The belt buckle dug into the hollow of his shoulder, leaving a red mark under his collarbone.He looked up and saw that the net was about two meters…
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white dew Wei Zhiheng's tongue searched in his mouth.The roof of the mouth, the base of the tongue, the gums—the places where taste buds should be ridged—are now flat.He swallowed, his throat making a dry friction sound.There is no sourness, no bitterness, only the moisture of the rice paper after getting wet, sinking at the base of the tongue. Huang Jinye pushed the enamel bowl over.The red oil floats on the surface of the rice noodles and condenses into a film, with the edges curled…
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After the heat In front of the sink in dormitory 307, the faucet was not closed tightly.The water droplets hit the ceramic, making a sound similar to the movement of the second hand.Wei Zhiheng lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of pink foam. Blood mixed with toothpaste stuck to the edge of the porcelain basin, refusing to slide off.The upper gums are broken again.It's not pain, it's swelling, like a small stone embedded in the gum, pushing against it with the pulse. He swallowed his saliva and…
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