Remaining Soul
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In the dark night, Yuzhen left quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone. At thirty-one, she even felt young. She should have shed her blood for the people, and she deserved her death. However, she committed suicide. The winter in Shenyang in 1948 was so cold! Yuzhen just wanted to choose this day to leave. Ten years ago, in 1938, on a drizzling afternoon, she met him, her brother-in-law and her lover Xuan, by the Huangpu River in Shanghai. Today she finally saw Xuan again, at her funeral. Ah! She saw Xuan. He was standing behind the crowd, wearing a navy blue tunic suit. He had the gold Parker pen in the upper left pocket and a small, delicate white flower on the upper left chest. That's how he is, always well-dressed and elegant.
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