Happy Meeting
by Wang Xian
About This Novel
The wind picked up at dusk and the sky became gloomy. The street lamp not far away hidden in the leaves of the camphor tree turned on in advance, glowing palely. I thought I heard the cuckoo's cry. At night, the wind became stronger, and a high-pitched whistling sound came in from time to time. I was lying on the sofa, Aqun was sitting on the other sofa, and we were watching TV intently. When the wind whistle suddenly became sharp, we couldn't help but look at each other, and then continued watching TV. The windows were closed, but I still felt the cold wind coming in and blowing on my face, making it chilly. We both started when the phone rang. Aqun glanced at me and continued watching TV. I picked up the phone. Now we are all a little afraid of hearing the phone ring, always thinking that there will be some unexpected news.
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Official(2)Scraped 2mo ago
It's okay, just a bit like a running account, but there are quite a lot of details.
Really ugly
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Community(0)
Official(2)Scraped 2mo ago
It's okay, just a bit like a running account, but there are quite a lot of details.
Really ugly
