Through Autumn

[The print edition goes on pre-sale November 4 at 7:30 p.m. For details, follow @Mu Tianw on Weibo] [Next up: Old Words, New Song (BE) / Strange Summer] Later, Shen Feng returned to Baishu Town and opened a little shop. Every roll of grape-flavored Mentos in his store was not for sale. It was Yin Siqiu's favorite flavor. Later, and later still. -You are my unexpectedly wonderful autumn. [Content warning] School life, healing, a short story of around a hundred thousand characters, BE Author's Weibo: @Mu Tianw Next book, Strange Summer: On a hot, humid summer night, Zhong Ting was cornered by Shen Jiashu in an empty spot in a narrow alley. "You can't speak or call for help, can you?" Shen Jiashu pursed his lips, a mischievous, roguish look crossing his youthful face. "I want to kiss you right now. You can't call anyone to save you. What are you going to do?" Zhong Ting stared at him, stunned, her cheeks flushing. She made a few gestures with her hands, signing a sentence. Shen Jiashu ran a hand through his hair. "I can't understand that. Forget it, you can go." - Zhong Ting's secret was hidden in every summer downpour. Like a lonely, ridiculous voyeur, she couldn't bring herself to call it off from the moment Shen Jiashu first dragged her away from a group of thugs. Shen Jiashu was a bastard too. She knew that. But years later, when that bastard signed the same words to her, she still couldn't stop her eyes from reddening. The sign meant, "I like you." Theme: Study hard