Chapter 1 : [Vol 1 : Pride and Prejudice] – Freedom is an Eagle, and You are the rope. “That night, I was by the river, letting the wind blow on my face. On summer nights, the streetlights shine bright. Once I take off my glasses, the world dissolves into dazzling halos. So they couldn’t see me. And so—I saw her.” It started ...
Chapter 1 : [Vol 1 : Pride and Prejudice] – Freedom is an Eagle, and You are the rope. “That night, I was by the river, letting the wind blow on my face. On summer nights, the streetlights shine bright. Once I take off my glasses, the world dissolves into dazzling halos. So they couldn’t see me. And so—I saw her.” It started with something trivial: a lingering cold that dragged on for two months and eventually turned into bacterial pneumonia. A family friend—well-versed in all things mystical—recommended a so-called master, claiming to be a Maoshan Taoist priest. The man wasted no time declaring that her family’s feng shui was bad, that her ancestors had committed sins, and that four or five spirits were following her. Ordinary people rarely encounter this kind of talk in real life, especi
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