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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)

happy expressions on her face, Big Wang slowly

undressed herself and got into her quilt. After she

turned off the light, I couldn’t control myself any

more. I got ready to slip into her quilt. When I

opened her quilt, ready to move in, she pushed me

out and said angrily, “It’s a shame that I married you.

Get out! Don’t touch me!”

With that, she turned her head to one side and

gave me her back. I was being ignored. I had to stay

in the quilt and pretended to sleep. Perhaps I was

actually very sleepy because soon I passed into

oblivion. By midnight I was woken up by a fit of

sobbing. I sat up to find that Big Wang was weeping

sadly. I knew she was weeping for her unfortunate

fate. She never thought that she, as a basketball star

who had been wooed by dozens of young men, had

to marry a political fool. She regretted marrying me.

My self-respect was hurt badly. I decided to divorce

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