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Chongqing Hotpot Is a Bit Sweet My name is Xu Zhiwen, I am thirty years old, 151 in height and 96 pounds in weight. The meaning of these three numbers together is - I look like a minor, but you must not really think of me as a minor, because I earn 3,200 yuan a month, sell ingredients in hot pot, live in my parents' old house, raise a 12-pound orange cat, and live on my sister's support. The greatest achievement in life is to feed a cat into a gas tank. The biggest worry in life is that Aunt Li downstairs always asks me whe 2Favorites1Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Key Is Here, the Home Is Here Gu Yu took off the wedding ring with his own hands and walked into his lover's hot arms, thinking that was relief. It wasn't until after the divorce that she dug out a bottle of antidepressants that had been hidden for two years in the corner of her ex-husband's study. A line of small, almost invisible words was engraved on the bottom of the bottle with the tip of a pen: "Don't let Gu Yu know." It turned out that what she thought was a "good time to get together and get together easily" was bec 1Favorites1Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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When Loquat Is Ripe In the autumn when Yu Yining was thirty-eight years old, he met Song Yunan in a bar in Jing'an Temple. She was in a bad mood, sitting alone in the corner of the bar drinking whiskey. He came over, wearing a white T-shirt and his ears were red to the roots, and asked her if she could buy him a drink. She pinched his chin and turned it left and right, thinking that the boy was quite good-looking. It was the first time she had laughed in a long time. Later she took him to a hotel. The next morning 1Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Winter and Cats in Tiexi District The winter in Tiexi District is so cold that it can turn a person into a popsicle. Yunyue was wrapped in the red apron of the convenience store and stood behind the cashier, looking at the snow falling outside the glass door. The heating isn't hot, the water heater is on and off, and the old snow in the refrigerator never lasts until the weekend. She and her sister Yunxing lived in the old house left by her parents, with two bedrooms and one living room, and the walls were peeling off like a ma —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Sister, I Need Two Cups of Taro Paste and Sugar. The goodness of Hangzhou can only be tasted slowly. Like a cup of milk tea with 30% sugar, it feels bland at first sip, but after a few more sips, you can't live without it. Like the evening breeze by the canal, you don't feel anything when it blows on your face. After blowing for a long time, you will never forget the temperature. It was only in the third year after Lin Yitang came to Hangzhou that he finally tasted this taste. At that time, she was still working in a milk tea shop, earning —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition