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Wei Qian truly had no interest at all in what was inside Wei Zhiyuan’s room. Wei Zhiyuan’s increasingly withdrawn temperament had, for a time, made him worry, but he still believed the boy was already old enough to know his limits in everything. In Wei Qian’s eyes, Xiao Bao and Xiao Yuan had always been different. Song Xiaobao was a girl, after all, and for Wei Qian to understand her was honestly a bit difficult. She looked too young, and her personality was not exactly very grown-up either.…-
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When Wei Qian and San Pang arrived at their destination, Lao Xiong had already spoken to people in advance. The friend who had introduced the project to them last time was waiting at the station holding a sign made from a piece of stiff cardboard cut off a shoebox. This friend of Lao Xiong’s was originally named Li Goudan. After he grew up, he changed it himself to Li Fengya. He was an entrepreneur from a farming background, and in his early years he made his fortune as a construction foreman leading…
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Yet even though it felt as if his insides were burning, Wei Qian only swayed slightly, so slightly that no one noticed except Wei Zhiyuan. Wei Zhiyuan grabbed his hand at once and felt how burning hot it was. Alarm shot through him. “Ge, you...” Wei Qian turned a deaf ear, shook off his hand, and strode straight into the crowd. Even if what was waiting for him on the ground really was a corpse smashed into an unrecognizable mess, he still had to see it clearly with his own eyes. Just as Wei…
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Wei Qian was so infuriated by Song Xiaobao that his ears rang in waves and his whole body went weak. Wei Zhiyuan, tall and broad, pinned him down, and even after struggling twice, Wei Qian still could not break free. Grandma Song, who was in the kitchen, hurriedly threw down her broom and strode in. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was truly afraid Wei Qian might, without knowing his own strength, start hitting Xiao Bao. So she quickly protected her own in a sly and subtle way. She gave Xiao…
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Wei Qian did not open his eyes. He only gave him a very faint response. Xiong-saozi had installed a distinctive reading lamp by the sofa. Wei Zhiyuan reached out and turned it on, and warm light immediately spilled down, spreading across the entire sofa. It was neither harsh nor dim, like the sunlight of some winter afternoon, creating exactly the right sort of comfort, one degree more would have been affected, one degree less would have been lacking. This was Wei Zhiyuan’s first time turning on…
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The old district, what a great place. Sure, it was full of crooked little alleyways twisting every which way, but step outside and you were right in the city center, convenient for going anywhere. That was why there were so many stubborn locals. The holdouts lined themselves up in a “人” shape one moment and a “一” shape the next, making the demolition office roll over a bed of nails for quite a while. They were nearly flayed alive before they finally managed to settle all these people. The…
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By the third day, everything in Wei Qian’s home had already completely returned to normal. Even though Wei Qian had only come back to recuperate and hadn’t done a thing, his role was like a cross between a stabilizing pillar and a lucky mascot. As long as he stood there, everyone could calmly go about whatever they were supposed to be doing. Early that morning, Wei Zhiyuan said hello, packed his bag, and got ready to head off to report for summer camp. The moment he opened the door, an enamel mug…
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Wei Qian called back, and true to his word, he returned a week later. Only, he did not walk back on his own. Lao Xiong had no idea where he found a car, but he had it driven all the way to the foot of their building. It was a blazing summer afternoon. San Pang was home alone, eating a belated lunch, a bowl of instant noodles. The local TV station was airing a few harmless bits of news, for instance: a warehouse custodian violated regulations by getting drunk and wandering into a cold storage room,…
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In the blink of an eye, the semester was at its end, and final exams arrived. The day the exams finished, the students in the school surged out like a swarm. Song Xiaobao’s skirt was accidentally snagged by a little boy who ran past whooping and yelling, and the zipper on his backpack caught right on the hollowed lace trim. With one sharp tug, it ripped a long, ugly tear. Xiao Bao knit her brows hard, but the little troublemaker, who hadn’t even realized what he’d done, had already vanished.…
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At breakfast the next morning, Wei Zhiyuan said to Grandma Song and Xiao Bao, “For the next couple of nights, my teacher is keeping me after school for extra tutoring. I’ll be back later, so don’t wait for me for dinner.” Neither Grandma Song nor Xiao Bao suspected a thing. After all, compared with Wei Qian’s frightening history of breaking the law and causing trouble, Wei Zhiyuan was the good student in the traditional sense, sensible, clean and tidy, rule-abiding, highly self-disciplined,…
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