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Bang! Out on the plaza, a child’s balloon popped, startling a flock of pigeons into the air. The words Xiao Jingwen spoke were like a dried flower crushed into the wind—long withered, stripped of all weight. Even at this very moment, messages continued to flood Xiao Jingwen’s phone incessantly, though he had silenced both the ringtone and vibration. For the first time in his career, he had put his company aside; it was the very first time in his life he had ever been "reckless." He raised…-
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Five years ago, Xiao Jingwen had been clutching a small bouquet of flowers. It had rained that afternoon, and the sky was scattered with stars. The night sky was crystal clear. Xiao Jingwen hadn't given any prior notice, simply waiting down here for him to come downstairs. In truth, he hadn't known back then whether Lin Congzhi was still in the studio; to be precise, that wasn't even the first time Xiao Jingwen had waited for him downstairs. He had waited a few times before, but had missed him…
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Lin Lingyu and Hannah owned a small, detached two-story house in Seville. It was not particularly large, but in prime European real estate, it was more than enough for two people to live in. —However, hosting two entire families made it feel rather cramped! Lin Congzhi had to lift his wine glass high above his head, navigate past his maternal uncle—who sported a sizable beer belly—and Hannah’s uncle, whose waistline was equally formidable, step over the Corgi lounging on the floor, and push…
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Lin Congzhi had given him many odd and quirky things in the past, and the pink leather belt was merely one of them. When it came down to it, he had simply wanted to play a trick on Xiao Jingwen back then. It was easy enough to keep a belt hidden anyway—all one had to do was leave their suit jacket on. Five years ago, when Xiao Jingwen wore that pink belt to work, he had wished he could practically glue his suit jacket shut; five years later, wearing the belt again, he practically wished the wind would…
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It was not until Lin Congzhi felt that enough was enough that he decided he could not keep lingering there. When he went downstairs to check out, the front desk informed him that the room had been extended for another night, adding that if he was set on checking out, the processing fees might be fairly high. Realizing that Xiao Jingwen must have thought he might need some time to decompress and thus simply renewed the room for an extra night, Lin Congzhi felt a moment of wistful emotion before…
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"..." Xiao Jingwen was left speechless; he no longer needed to say anything. During the silence, he caught sight of the transparent umbrella resting beside Lin Congzhi, a small section of its ribs collapsed, looking barely usable—though if the wind picked up any further, rain would surely leak inside. He wanted to divert the topic: "How did your umbrella break? Let me get you another one." "You're being a bit forced." "Indeed." "So, will I still be able to see Yang Qingzhi?" Lin Congzhi…
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The more Lin Congzhi slept, the more he felt himself sinking downward. He had many dreams—or rather, he couldn't tell which parts were dreams and which were reality. He dreamed that he had never actually stepped off the cruise ship, that he was still in his cabin, with draft sketches and a few pencils scattered across the floor. There had been a period when he painted at night and slept during the day. The cruise ship's restaurant offered 24-hour dining, but late at night, it served mostly alcohol;…
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Downstairs in the exhibition hall, Lin Lingyu looked at the bare walls and murmured, "Reduced to such poverty, yet still insisting on running a gallery." Zhang Miao spoke up, "That's not it, Teacher. It's been raining so much lately, so we had all our paintings stored in Gleam's warehouse." "Oh, so that's how it is." Lin Lingyu nodded. Zhang Miao was quite curious about her: "Teacher, have you ever thought about coming back to develop your career domestically?" "That? I've thought about…
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On the day of Gleam's summer auction, an extraordinarily heavy rainstorm hit Yuchen. The stairs leading into the subway station turned into waterfalls, and flood-relief supplies were piled high in parking lots. Under the torrential rain, the docks were entirely deserted, leaving only dark corrugated metal cargo containers to be pelted by the downpour with a relentless pitter-patter. The meteorological bureau issued a red alert for severe rainstorms today. On the roads, buses plowed forward as if…
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He couldn’t answer. At least, not at this very moment. A question like this could fuel an entire dissertation—how was he supposed to sum it up in just a few words? Lin Congzhi swallowed. In the mirror, he didn't even dare let his Adam's apple move too noticeably. Fortunately, he did his best to compose himself. He knew Xiao Jingwen fairly well: normally remarkably even-tempered, but prone to intermittent bursts of chaotic intensity. And those chaotic moments almost always revolved around Lin…
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