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Books by 靳白衣
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- Two Worlds 两个世界 His master wants him to carry on his legacy, his family wants him to marry and have children, and his friends want him to bow and scrape. But he wants to reach the pinnacle of a life that belongs to him. He searches for historical mysteries amid famous mountains and great rivers, and uncovers strange clues amid open and hidden attacks. The people around him keep crossing paths, yet live in parallel worlds. Familiar sights conceal mysterious spaces... This novel and its characters are entirely fi 1.5MReads123Flowers0Tickets
- The Scions of the Capital 京城子弟 Our generation was born into a pivotal period of change. So many things have disappeared and reappeared: from the abolition of grain ration coupons to the end of state-funded medical care and welfare housing. Many things that were once fixed and stable have changed, directly and indirectly shaping every aspect of our growth, including our psychology and the way we live. I don't have the energy for grand narratives. All I can do is use my pen to sketch the inner lives of a small part of this gene 1.2MReads123Flowers0Tickets
- If Only We Had Met Sooner 相见恨早 There is a kind of regret called meeting too late: wishing we had met before you were promised to another. There is a kind of missed chance called meeting too soon: I was born before you, and by the time you were born, I was already old. By the time your hair reaches your waist, I won't be able to stand up straight... Just kidding. I met the best you in the best years of my life, but the me from those best years wasn't the best version of myself... This novel and its characters are entirely fict 1.1MReads123Flowers0Tickets
- The Man Who Raises Cats 养猫的男子 What do we plant in spring, and what will we reap in autumn? When my hints are scattered between the lines, will your casual glance pass them by? What do we say today, and what will come of it tomorrow? Some things must be said tonight, or we will regret them by morning. After silence comes sinking. What did we do back then, and how will we judge right and wrong in the future? When yellowed photographs fall from a long-sealed pocket, what was missing back then, luck, or just a little persistence 321.4kReads123Flowers0Tickets