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Wednesday, March 26th, Light Rain Too much happened yesterday, and I didn't have time to record the rest, so I'll have to slowly catch up today. It's been raining continuously these past two days. Although it’s only a drizzle, it keeps starting and stopping, which is quite annoying. To prevent An Yao from catching a cold, I specifically dug out a coat from the closet and draped it over him before we left. "I bought this a couple of years ago, so the style might be a bit outdated," I straightened his…
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Tuesday, March 25th, Light Rain The Minor Bupleurum Decoction was completely useless. Maybe the medicine expired. I thought wildly. Low potency, humid weather, severe flu, the end of the world... there had to be a reason that fit my situation. I vigorously wiped my face, trying to clear out all the chaotic thoughts in my head, but when I looked up, my gaze seemed to have a mind of its own, unconsciously searching for that familiar, slender figure. "An Yao?" I called out. "An Yao!" An Yao poked his…
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March 19th, Wednesday, Fog An Yao cried for a long time yesterday. His tears were like the continuous drizzle of the Spring Dampness, pattering down as if they would never stop. Although the tears were cold, the moment they landed on my shoulder, they felt scalding, leaving me feeling helpless. The fabric of my shirt gradually became soaked, leaving a dark water stain that looked exactly like a comical, miserable face. An Yao’s pain was too long and too deep; any words of comfort would have sounded…
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69.6 K • Ongoing
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Extra: At that time In his senior year of high school, Lin Qingyan was very upset. Various misunderstandings caused by gender stereotypes, an unknown future, the neglect of the orphanage... All kinds of difficulties piled up on this young man who had just entered adulthood, causing confusion in his mind. But even so, Lin Qingyan still tried hard to suppress the complicated thoughts in his heart, forced himself to go to and from school step by step, and poured all his attention into the upcoming college…
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Extra: An Yao (5) Lin Qingyan confessed to Anyao. The usually mature and steady young man rarely seemed extra clumsy when he spoke, "I'm telling you this just to let you know what I mean. I don't want to embarrass you, let alone make you feel any burden." He said he was afraid of burdening An Yao and hoped that An Yao would be well, even if he didn't agree.But An Yao's head was buzzing at the moment, and his face and ears were red. Anyao blinked and did the bravest thing he had ever done in his…
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Extra: An Yao (4) Lin Qingyan taught An Yao many things. He taught An Yao how to relax his tense body, clear his mind, and fall softly into the other person's warm embrace; he taught An Yao how to read the dosage and effects on the back of the pill box... The young man had a gentle voice and full of patience. Even if An Yao was clumsy and couldn't figure out what to do, he just smiled, and then said warm words of encouragement. "An Yao is already very good," Lin Qingyan always said. "When I first…
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Extra: An Yao (3) An Yao thought he was going to die. But the soft touch of being wrapped in fineness was reflected back on my body, and it was so fluffy that it felt like I was lying on the clouds.He struggled to lift his eyelids, and his blurred vision gradually came into focus, revealing everything in front of him. Off-white ceiling, soft warm light, warmly decorated furniture... An Yao looked down and found that she was lying on a soft bed, and she had been put on clean clothes. He took a small…
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Extra An Yao (2) When they opened their eyes again, they were back in the familiar house. They were in hell again. Only then did Liang Xin truly understand that Li Guoqiang had been addicted to gambling for many years.Not only did he sell off all his valuable things, but he also owed a bunch of debts that he couldn't pay off. He even rented the house that he had vowed to have in his name.What's even more hateful is that during the time they lived together, he also stole Liang Xin's remaining…
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Extra An Yao (1) An Yao lost his father when he was six years old. He was too young at that time and did not really understand the meaning of death.The toddler held his mother's hand as always, his round eyes filled with confusion. "Mom," An Yao asked in a low voice, "Why didn't dad come home for dinner today? Is he going to work overtime again?" Liang Xin didn't answer, she just lowered her head and trembled her shoulders silently. Something seemed to fall, and a damp and fishy smell stained An Yao's…
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Tuesday, March 18th, Fog I arranged to meet Su Mo at the Teahouse we frequent. We met in high school and have been friends for sixteen years now. After graduating from university, we both coincidentally returned to this small county town to work and live. I opened a Clinic, and he became a backbone of the Detective Squad—both professions that keep us so busy we sometimes forget our own names. Su Mo was taking a rare day off today, and his attire was completely unlike his usual style. He sat casually…
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