Chapter 1: The man bent down and asked her to hold his neck [1/2] The red sun rose, its morning light shining down. The green mountains were like dyed ink, and cooking smoke curled lazily in the village. A loud rooster’s crow woke up Ying Ran. She let out a muffled groan in her throat, pulled the quilt over her head, and turned over,...
Chapter 1: The man bent down and asked her to hold his neck [1/2] The red sun rose, its morning light shining down. The green mountains were like dyed ink, and cooking smoke curled lazily in the village. A loud rooster’s crow woke up Ying Ran. She let out a muffled groan in her throat, pulled the quilt over her head, and turned over, wanting to go back to sleep—but it was no use. She couldn’t fall back asleep. Still too lazy to open her eyes, she lay there, half-asleep, half-awake. “In the evening when I come back, should I move the chicken coop to the back of the mountain?” A man’s gentle voice whispered in her ear, clear and smooth. Ying Ran shook her head, dragging out her tone with a hum. The windows and doors in the room were tightly shut. In the dim light, the man put on a blue robe,
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