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I slowly pushed open the dark green glass window of the bungalow and saw Xiao Wu sitting serenely in the shade of a plum tree, leisurely swinging while reading a book. Even from a distance, I could vaguely recognize that she was reading a newly published horror novel. I find it a bit puzzling why so many girls are drawn to horror novels these days. The afternoon sunlight, filtered through the tree´s foliage, cast a slanted glow around Xiao Wu, outlining her figure.
Date | Translator | Release | |
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Nov 6 | The Serial Scribbler |