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

I stared at White Swan for a long time. I then

turned around unwillingly and walked away like a

man drunk. At the corner of the road, I turned around

and saw her standing there stock still. She looked

like a statue in the distance. Tears rolled down my

cheeks.

One month after I returned to school, I got a

letter from her in which she said that she had got

married.

The bridegroom was a widower and about fifteen

years older than she was. But he was a man that

could protect her with his life.

Chapter 5

To be a sport teacher

---Ti Yu jiao Shi

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