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Chapter 30 The tree-lined avenue leading to the East End graduate apartments seemed longer and quieter than usual.The dense canopy of the camphor tree filters the afternoon sunshine into fine pieces, casting bright and flickering light spots on the clean concrete pavement.The chirping of cicadas weaves a dense, intoxicating sound net overhead, and the hustle and bustle of the basketball court in the distance is filtered by layers of greenery, leaving only vague, intermittent echoes. Ling Xueqing walked…-
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Chapter 3 They didn't really leave the library. Just when Ye Qiulan stepped onto the courtyard path and Ling Xueqing was about to follow, the metal buckle of the constant humidity book box in Ye Qiulan's arms suddenly made a slight but clear enough "click" sound - it came loose.The lid of the book box popped up and opened a gap, and a corner of the newly repaired ancient book inside slipped out. They both stopped at the same time. Ye Qiulan let out a low "Ah" and hurriedly tried to stuff the book back…
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Chapter 29 The incandescent light from the window of the pharmacy in the school hospital was particularly dazzling in the afternoon, illuminating the pharmacist's serious face and Ling Xue's cold silhouette somewhat distortedly.The smell of disinfectant in the air stubbornly penetrated into the nasal cavity, mixed with the vaguely bitter medicinal aroma wafting from the corridor.Ye Qiulan stood half a step behind Ling Xueqing, looking at her straight back and her smooth negotiation with the slightly…
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Chapter 28 At the end of the corridor of the East End graduate student apartment, when the door closed behind him, it made a slight but definite "click" sound, like a gate that blocked out all the light, sound, and breath from the outside world, as well as the memory of that morning full of old papers, accidents, and silence.Ling Xueqing stood with her back against the cold door panel for a moment. There are no lights on indoors.Dusk seeped in through the only window, turning the neat and almost empty…
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Chapter 27 The corridor on the side of the ancient books department is deeper than the main reading area. The light shines in from the narrow transom at the top and is cut into gratings by the stacked bookshelves. A stronger mixed smell of aged paper, ink and insect repellent floats in the air. It is so quiet that you can hear the sound of dust slowly settling.Ling Xueqing hugged the constant humidity book box, and her footsteps landed on the old but smooth terrazzo floor, making steady and slight knocks,…
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Chapter 26 The metal buckle of the constant humidity book box made a final crisp closing sound under Ling Xueqing's fingers. The lingering sound briefly echoed among the bookshelves in the silent reading area, and was then swallowed up by an even greater silence.Holding the book box in her arms, she walked toward the Ancient Books Department with her back straight and steady steps, without any sign of hesitation or looking back. Like a calm dotted line with a set trajectory, she neatly cut off the…
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Chapter 25 The tip of the brush steadily scratched the last edge of the paper that needed to be reinforced. Even traces of liquid penetrated into the fibers, leaving a subtle sheen that quickly became transparent in the air.Ye Qiulan put down his pen and placed the penholder on the celadon pen rest, making a very light "ding" sound.She slowly let out a breath that had been held in her chest for a long time, and her shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly. On the opposite side, Ling Xueqing also completed…
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Chapter 24 The moment the tip of the brush hovered, the strange, warm woody smell of cedar in the air, like ink droplets thrown into a still lake, slowly spread through Ye Qiulan's senses, dyeing all the nerve endings she was trying to focus on.Under the pen tip, the fragile fibers of the ancient book paper were almost transparent in the morning light, but the strength of her fingertips was subtly unbalanced by this sudden and too private "smell". An extremely fine droplet of reinforcement fluid, almost…
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Chapter 23 The morning light from the west window of the library once again covered the fourth long oak table on time and exactly.The air is filled with the cool smell unique to Monday morning, a mixture of detergent and the smell of old books that have settled overnight.The shadow of the camphor tree casts on the smooth tabletop, its outline clear and motionless. When Ye Qiulan pushed open the heavy door of the reading area, he immediately saw the figure already sitting in his old seat.Ling Xueqing's…
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Chapter 22 On the inside page of the notebook, that piece of cardboard with childish handwriting was like a soldering iron, burning Ling Xueqing's ribs across the page and canvas.She walked out of the library and stepped into the campus night, which was cut by street lights. She walked a little faster than usual, as if she wanted to use the wind brought by her body to blow away the unfamiliar, hot and dull feeling in her chest. Those two lines - "Xueqing said that this river used to be called 'Qingrui',…
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