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Chapter 68 The bus coming back from the archives was rickety, like a huge, tired iron box, traveling through the city streets in the growing twilight.The light outside the window flowed into blurry strips of light, reflecting on the profile of Ling Xueqing's resting face, flickering brightly and dimly.Ye Qiulan maintained the posture of carefully moving an inch closer. His shoulders were a little stiff, but he didn't dare to move.She could feel the subtle body temperature coming from Ling Xueqing's body,…-
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Chapter 67 On Saturday morning, the sky was a washed, clean light blue, the sun was clear and there was not much temperature.The wind carried the dryness and coolness of late autumn, picking up the last few dead leaves of the French taulownia on the roadside and swirling them down. Ye Qiulan arrived at the school gate ten minutes early.She wore a light gray thin down jacket, an ordinary striped sweater, dark jeans, and canvas shoes.I put an old backpack on my back, which contained a notebook, pen, power…
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Chapter 66 The wind after the rain brought an overwhelming coolness, pouring in from the end of the corridor, making people's scalp numb.The sensor light under the eaves flickered on and off, casting a swaying light and shadow on the side of Ling Xueqing's face.She held the thermos cup, and her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the wall of the cup, the tiny lines that were almost heated by body temperature.The phrase "Are you... interested?" hung in the humid air. The final sound was very light and was…
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Chapter 65 The sound of rain fell through the glass, muffled, like a distant tide.The fluorescent tubes emit a continuous low-frequency hum, making the silence of Classroom 107 seem particularly empty and concrete.There are still fine dust floating in the air, slowly rotating in the area illuminated by the light. They are particles of the old days that were disturbed when cleaning up just now. Ling Xueqing's words "Today...thank you" hung in the dim light at the entrance of the stairs. After her words…
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Chapter 64 On the third day of continuous autumn rain, the sky was like rice paper soaked in old ink, weighing heavily on the top of the head, without a trace of light.The rain was not heavy, just the kind of fine, cold rain that made no sound, but enveloped the whole world in a wet, gray curtain.The air was full of moisture, heavy and sticky, and every breath carried a coolness and the smell of earth. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the temporary exhibition hall in Classroom 107 of the School of…
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Chapter 63 The third day of the special exhibition, afternoon.The corridor on the first floor of the School of History, which was originally sparsely populated, now had a different and slightly noisy sound coming from the past.The sound was not loud, it was a continuous hum created by many people talking in lowered voices, mixed with the occasional raised tone of voice with excitement or surprise, and the slightly urgent friction sound of leather shoes or casual shoe soles on the smooth floor tiles. The…
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Chapter 62 Classroom 107, on the east side of the first floor of the School of History, is rarely used in normal times and only serves as a temporary examination room at the end of the semester, or, as now, it is requisitioned as a preparation point for small special exhibitions.There is a dull, slightly musty smell in the air, a mixture of old chalk dust and the wood of old tables and chairs.Several tall windows faced east, and the morning sunlight could barely shine in. In the afternoon, there was only…
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Chapter 61 Voluntary labor on campus in autumn is always carried out on a weekend morning when the weather barely clears up after the continuous cold rain.The School of History was assigned the task of cleaning Ginkgo Avenue and the lawns on both sides of the East District.The notification email stated that it was to "carry forward the spirit of labor and jointly build a beautiful campus" and attached a detailed list of groups and where to collect tools. Ye Qiulan looked at the phone screen where his and…
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Chapter 60 The fourth long oak table on the west side of the library, 6:50 in the evening.The sky outside the window is getting dark, a clear gray-blue that is unique after rain. The last thin ray of light struggles to stay on the skyline, and will soon be swallowed up by the overflowing night.All the lights in the library were on, and the warm yellow light enveloped the quiet bookshelves and sparse human figures.There is a slightly damp smell in the air, a mixture of old books, paper, dust, and wood that…
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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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