Soft as Water
by Hu Xuewen
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Until he left the village, Luo Pan was still thinking about the dusk a few days ago. Everyone standing on the street heard Song Ruhua's scream. Luo Pan naturally heard it, but he just glanced back. Song Ruhua is always surprised. She is in her forties and has no certainty at all. The compass is not, and the panic is not chaotic. Choked to death, choked to death. Song Ruhua rubbed her eyes as she walked, and the wind carried her voice like empty shells of millet flying. Song Ruhua just grabbed everyone's attention. Before the person could stand still, the words had left the base of the tongue, the smoke did not come out, but rushed home, choking him to death. Luo Pan guessed that there was nothing wrong with her. Wasn't it just the smoke coming from the chimney? Someone immediately said, "The kang is blocked, please take it out." Song Ruhua said worriedly, what should I do with this meal? It's like asking a compass, and it's like asking everyone.
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