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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    Summary: It really was a bitch, losing all of your senses, Zhou Zishu thought. If this had been two years ago, he would have heard Wen Kexing coming long before he arrived. He would have sensed the guards leave (or be taken?). He would have heard the door open, he would have felt the footsteps approach through the floor, he would have heard Wen Kexing’s hand tighten over the fan he held at his side.

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    19 Sep 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 13

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    "What does my beloved have in this head of his?” he asked. "You’re standing here so quietly. What are you thinking about?” 

    "Marriage," Zhou Zishu said. He took a drink from the liquor pot in his right hand.

    "And what are your thoughts?"

    Zhou Zishu raised his free arm out to the large and bustling crowd, the sweet delicacies placed on the low dark wood tables set up around the courtyard, and the glittering decorations that surrounded them, the manor itself bejeweled and red as a blushing bride.

    "Expensive," he concluded.

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    Chengling gets married. Zhou Zishu contemplates the price he's willing to pay for marriage and finds the answer has been with him all along.

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    19 Sep 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 66

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    Zhou Zishu used his internal energy to give up his sense of smell in favor of leaving his more important senses sharp for as long as possible.

    It wasn't a problem until he met Wen Kexing.

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  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    When she was a child, her mother used to brush her hair every day. Sometimes her mother braided her hair, in simple or elaborate styles; it all depended on whatever whim ruled a young Wen Kexing in the moment. She was always like that as a child, chasing every impulse and quick desire, her mind never quiet and her body never still.

    She was happy.

    Hair brushing as a love language between Wen Kexing and her loved ones
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    18 Sep 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 40

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    “I needed you to do something for me,” Chengling said. Wen Kexing raised an eyebrow.

    “You don’t have any favors to call in,” he said. “And you’re twelve. What could you possibly want from me?”

    “I need you to marry my dad.”

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    Chengling's dad(s) are always fighting, so he decides to take matters into his own hands. Since the "adults" won't do it.

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