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He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

The Xie Family all studied law, possessing the fine qualities expected of a scholarly family. Xie Shang too had them: elegance, deep learning, a Fragrance Connoisseur versed in classics, also skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But he was mad, capable of reciting the scriptures while holding a Buddha statue, as well as breaking people's hand and foot bones, very gentle, yet very cruel. Xie Shang didn't become a lawyer but opened a pawnshop instead, where you could pawn anything as long as the story was compelling. One day, someone came to the pawnshop and told a story: In Fragrant City, there was a family with the surname Wen, where daughters took their mother's surname. The daughters of that family could cast spells, the kind that bewitched men, leaving their lovers either buried with them or taking vows of celibacy; in short, either dead or destined for a lonely life. Xie Shang's uncle had died in Fragrant City, which is why he accepted this particular pawning business. Bewitched, confused, thrilled, deeply in love, but love unattained, and a pain so intense it made life unbearable. — This was the script Xie Shang had prepared for the deaf boy Wen Changling. In the end, it was Xie Shang who ended up with this romance-addled script. Wen Changling: Are you surprised, Mr. Xie Shang? (This isn't a book transmigration story, it's a contemporary sweet romance. The 'script' in the book title implies deliberate plotting.)

Gu Nanxi · ชีวิตในเมือง
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104: Love and affection, sweet and honeyed, inseparable from each other (second update)

Down the long street and narrow lanes, people were singing folk songs:

On the fifth day of May, we celebrate Dragon Boat, we wrap zongzi, hang calamus, race dragon boats, beat gongs and drums, every household celebrates Dragon Boat Festival joyfully.

On the fifth day of May, we welcome Dragon Boat, we insert mugwort, hang sachets, eat zongzi, dip it in white sugar, dragon boats take to water with a merry cheer.

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the streets are much busier than usual. Many shops have displayed festival goods at their entrances, including wrist ropes, sachets, paper kites, as well as various flavors of zongzi and duck eggs.

A group of children of various ages were playing hopscotch; two of them got into a dispute as they played.

The older one, Jianguo, is the grandson from the grain and oil shop: "This was woven by my grandma."

Jianguo puffed out his chest, showing off the egg pouch on his chest.