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

I took the letter, sat up from the bed and began to

read. There was only one sentence on the piece of

paper. It read, “Forced love does not last.”

I was beside myself with joy after I read the

letter. Xi Si was still mine. She was not the kind of

lady who only loved power, money and fame.

“Let’s go to post the letter to him! The

regimental commander is expecting it,” she said.

There was a small post office at the corner of our

dormitory building. I rose to my feet and went out of

the bedroom. I went directly to the post office with

Xi Si in high spirits. At the office, Xi Si got a stamp

and pasted it on the envelop. Then she gave the letter

to me and said, “Soapy, put it into the mail box with

your own hands!”

I took it and threw it into the mail box. At this

point, I was at ease. I was a bit assured of myself.

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