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104 规 Rule Horror: Interstellar War Xuan Shuo, Keep It UpMystery214k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Don't let life exhaust your patience and yearning. You still have poetry and distance, spare ribs and soup, barbecue and naan, shrimp and crab roe, hot pot and spicy hotpot, roast duck and shabu-shabu, coffee and caramel, biscuits and milk sticks, fried chicken and miso soup, durian crisps and shrimp dumplings, almond tofu and lollipops, peppercorn chicken and spicy duck intestines.

105 校 The Campus Belle Had Never Been Linked to Anyone, Until I Went to College Gege WuwuUrban3.0M WordsCompleted 377kReads9.8Score38.7kShelves

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When I was seventeen, my third sister and I lived in a rental house on Level 5 in Zhumadian. In order to make ends meet, the third sister delivers food during the day and steals manhole covers at night. When she came back at night, I handed her a loose flower. She skillfully lit it and grinned at me: "Okay." "I've already paid this month's rent." She came over with a cigarette in her mouth, and the cigarette butt almost burned my face. "What are you writing, show me?" "NaCl... What English word, I can't understand." She took out a duck leg from her pocket. "Are you going to eat it? I will not be fined if I steal other people's food." "Third sister, why are you so nice to me?" "Because I like you." She got on the bed, crossed her legs, and smiled on her oily face. On Chinese Valentine's Day, the third sister brought back a manhole cover. "The person who collects the manhole covers has left, so I'll give it to you as a gift. This one is light and can't be sold for much." She sighed, "The moon is so beautiful today. It would be great if I could give it to you." "Third sister, I ranked fifth in the school in the last mock test. When I am admitted to college to study civil engineering, I will take you to the construction site every day to steal steel bars and live a good life." "Really?" Her eyes sparkled. "Yeah. Then let's look at the moon together." But I didn't know what the moon she was talking about looked like, because the basement where we lived had no windows and only an exhaust fan. She sat on the bed, lit a loose flower, and stared at the ceiling. I cleaned the manhole cover carefully and hung it where the window should be. In the smoke of scattered flowers, the manhole cover reflected dim light. It was the moon of Zhumadian that she gave to me.