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  1. Public Bookmark 27

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    Life was beads on an abacus, rows of time. Zhou Zishu had meant to slide each one neatly and resolutely across. He'd meant to count the time on his fingers, but now there were things resting in his palms. Raise too many, and his open fist would drop what it was holding onto.

    Zhou Zishu learns to love.

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    28 May 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 28

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    Three angsty hook-ups that could have happened at Alexander Hamilton's wedding.

    The noise of the party is muted by the windows, but for a moment Alexander’s voice carries above the crowd. Not the words, only his voice, loud and high, happy and excited and talking way too fast. Angelica's head turns instinctively towards the sound.

    To her surprise, so does Burr's.

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    26 May 2021

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    Burr is haunted by Hamilton's ghost. Alexander has been talking for eight solid days about the importance of an independent judiciary. He doesn't have to stop for breath anymore.

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    26 May 2021

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    “We’re going home,” Zhou Zishu huffs when he pulls Wen Kexing’s arms over his shoulders, then hitches his legs around his waist. He hops in place to get a good grip under the bends of his knees, then makes sure his robe is covering as much of Wen Kexing as it can. “If you die before we get there, the first thing Shixiong will do when we see each other on Naihe Bridge is hit you.”

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    26 May 2021

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    "I'm not going to die of spoiled blood," Zhou Zishu groans, "Good heavens, Lao Wen ah."

    "Indeed not! I won't let you," Wen Kexing agrees, and threads the needle. They fall silent as he stitches the wound closed. He can feel Zhou Zishu's eyes on his face, but he doesn't dare look up to meet his gaze; he doesn't want to prick him by accident. No, Zhou Zishu will not die of spoiled blood.

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    Evening, night, and morning at Four Seasons Manor.

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    26 May 2021