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... like ancient judges bearing witness to the choices of men far beneath them.

Bruno sat alone in the private compartment. The rhythmic thrum of the rails beneath him offered no comfort at all. There was no warmth in the landscape, no familiarity in its vistas. It was beautiful in the way that glass was beautiful—polished, cold, and easy to bleed against.

The seat felt foreign. The silence earned. He stared out the window, watching his reflection blur against the mountains, and tho ...

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The company is particularly down-to-earth this year, giving each person a live chicken that year.
Du Xiao looked at the hen whose neck was too fat in other people’s hands, and then looked at the skinny pheasant in his own hand: “…”
Chairman: “Don’t carry your wings, it will make him uncomfortable, so he should hold it in his arms.”
Du Xiao: “…”
Chairman: “Remember to bring it when you visit relatives and friends, don’t bore him at home, and treat him well.”
Du Xiao: “…”
Chairman: “Go home, happy Spring Festival!”
Du Xiao: “…Why didn’t I see the young master today? I haven’t said goodbye to him yet.”
Chairman: “Cough cough… I don’t know, I probably ran away from home.”
Du Xiao: “…”
Du Xiao: Hormone burst decathlon, taciturn, loyal dog bodyguard attack
Zhou Zhan: I am addicted to life and can’t take care of myself
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