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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)
“He is my classmate. We haven’t done anything
improper.”
“Nothing improper?” The student asked with a
tune of satire. “Then why did you go home?”
“That’s because my mother was sick.”
“I don’t think your mother was sick. Perhaps it
was you that was sick. Is that true?”
White Swan raised her head to look at her
quizzer suspiciously.
“You got a stomach trouble, didn’t you?” he
asked.
White Swan became more suspicious.
“Your stomach was strangely welling up, wasn’t
it?”
“You stole my letter to Soapy!” White Swan
cried.
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