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Categories: words and feelings
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NOTICE: 8.3 has been updated. Years later, a rainy night. Shu Nian saw Xie Ruhe again. The man was sitting in a wheelchair, half of his face backlit. He had peach blossom eyes and deep creases in his eyelids. Obviously, he had an affectionate face, but his expression was as thin and cold as ice. Shu Nian pinched his umbrella, not quite sure, called out to him, and then said, "You didn't bring an umbrella? Should I-" Xie Ruhe's eyelids drooped...