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    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 52

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      by — Chapter 52 On Friday evening, the rain stopped, but the sky did not clear up. Thick, leaden-gray clouds were still piled up, weighing heavily on the skyline.The coolness left after the rain washed away in the air was mixed with the moist and fishy smell evaporating from the soil and vegetation. It was stuffy and not refreshing. Ye Qiulan came out of the library, holding a few professional books he had just borrowed in his arms.In the afternoon in the library, she tried to sort out the ideas for her paper…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 51

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      by — Chapter 51 As a result of the physical education course selection system, Ye Qiulan and Ling Xueqing were assigned to the same section - badminton on the second floor of the gymnasium on Thursday afternoon in the third and fourth sections. When the notification email was sent to his mobile phone, Ye Qiulan was sitting in his usual place in the library, staring at a paper on the computer screen about local temples in the Tang Dynasty.When she saw the words "Ling Xuaqing" listed alongside her own name in…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 50

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      by — Chapter 50 The high-speed train returning to school temporarily pulled into the station at the beginning of dusk.The sky was a turbid dark purple, the clouds were low, the air was humid and muggy, brewing for a seemingly never-ending late summer thunderstorm.Ye Qiulan carried a heavier backpack than when she returned home - stuffed with a few thick clothes that her mother had forced on her, as well as some home-made snacks that were not perishable - and followed the flow of people out of the carriage.The…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 5

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      by — Chapter 5 Ling Xueqing's fingers still stayed in the air, and the soft touch of Ye Qiulan's hair and the coolness of broken dead leaves remained on her fingertips.The burnt yellow leaf curled up into a small ball in her palm, its veins indistinct in the dim light.She forgot to put her hands down or look away. Ye Qiulan also forgot to move.The place where the top of the head was touched, although the force was so light, was like a branding iron leaving an invisible mark. The burning sensation lingered,…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 49

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      by — Chapter 49 Respiratory Medicine Department, third floor, inpatient department, City No. 1 Hospital.The air is always filled with a lingering complex smell of disinfectant, medicine and aging bodies.The corridor lights are pale, illuminating the smooth but slightly old floor tiles, and occasionally muffled conversations and the buzzing of the pager can be heard from the nurse's station.Most of the ward doors are ajar, and intermittent coughing, the faint sound of TV programs, or the low murmurs of family…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 48

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      by — Chapter 48 It rained all night, and it didn't stop until early morning. It just changed from a torrential downpour to an endless drizzle of rain.The sky was a uniform, heavy leaden gray, very low, as if it would fall at any time.The air is clammy and sticky, full of moisture, and every breath carries a cool and earthy smell. Ye Qiulan was sitting at the desk in his dormitory. The notebook in front of him was open, with only a few words written on it. The tip of the pen was hovering, and the ink blurred…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 47

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      by — Chapter 47 The corridors in the staff dormitories are narrower than those in the student dormitories, and the lights are darker.The old-fashioned incandescent light bulb was covered with thick dust, and the light was dim and weak, barely illuminating the badly worn terrazzo steps underfoot.There is an old smell in the air, mixed with the smell of oil smoke, Chinese medicine and dust. The walls are covered with long-faded safety notices and small advertisements for unblocking sewers. Ling Xueqing walked…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 46

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      by — Chapter 46 In the evening in the old dormitory building in the West District, the light always retreats first.The setting sun was completely blocked by the high-rise buildings of the graduate student apartments to the east. Only a thin, golden-red afterglow struggled to leak in through the narrow gaps between the buildings, barely smearing on the mottled walls of the corridor, and soon dissipated into a dull gray-blue. Ye Qiulan walked back from the boiler room carrying two hot water bottles.The hot…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 45

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      by — Chapter 45 In the small conference room in the hospital office building, the air conditioner was turned on at full blast, and the air-conditioning blew out from the vents and hit the exposed skin, stirring up a layer of fine particles.There were about ten people sitting at the long oval table, most of them professors and associate professors with gray or half-white hair, and only a few young graduate students.The air was filled with tea, paper, and a certain old-fashioned solemn atmosphere belonging to…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 44

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      by — Chapter 44 The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the tall glass windows on the west side of the library, falling on the side of the long oak table near the aisle, illuminating the fine dust floating in the air.On the desktop, the final draft of the report, scattered references, and printer paper filled with marks were all coated with a layer of fluffy gold.There is a permanent smell of old book paper and wood in the air, and it is so quiet that only the occasional sound of turning pages in the…
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