54 Results in the "Mute Words" category
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MW CH22
Chapter 22: You Don’t Know Shit! Yan Chuwen seemed to know something. From the day I headed back to Haicheng—maybe earlier—he’d been dropping odd hints. Back then, too tangled in my own mess, I couldn’t parse the depth in his words. “Him, in Haicheng? What’s he dragging himself all this way for?” I leaned on the railing, aiming for casual. “Study seminar. Haicheng’s paired with Shannan for aid—past few years, national support’s tackled regional poverty there, but remote…-
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MW CH21
Chapter 21: No Need Means No Need Freshman year, second semester—I’d resolved to cut ties with Mochuan. But with Yan Chuwen in the mix, it was like divorced parents linked by a kid: dodge all you want, you’ll still bump into each other picking them up. That day, Yan Chuwen called—his family sent a crate of sweet plums, Aunt Wan said split it with me, come grab them. May weather, spring breeze just right—I shuffled over in slippers. Took a lazy shortcut near their dorm and caught Mochuan…-
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MW CH20
Chapter 20: Just Be Your Pinjia I lifted the curtain—Mochuan froze at the sound, turning. Standing there bold as brass, I didn’t blink. “Need help?” He thought it over—one hand’s a hassle—then passed me the shirt. My eyes roamed his chest, abs. How’s this guy, cooped up in a temple all day, built like this? I hit the gym twice weekly and can’t match him—racial perk or what? Slipping one arm through a sleeve, I sidled close, tugged the shirt around from behind, guiding his…-
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MW CH19
Chapter 19: So Vivid It Dazzles All the way, I kept sneaking glances at Mochuan in the passenger seat, fishing for words, but he stayed half-lidded, half-asleep, ignoring me. Silent practice—zhiyu, or closed-mouth meditation—I’d read about it. A discipline to purify body, speech, and mind by shutting your trap. “Trouble starts at the mouth,” they say—proof it’s the body’s top chaos-maker. Keep it running, and verbal karma piles up. Some set a timer—days, months, years—to cut it…-
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MW CH18
Chapter 18: Mosquitoes in This Cold? “Swish—” A black carbon arrow streaked like a meteor, nailing the ten-ring dead-on, no suspense. “Mochuan, you’re insane! How many rounds is that—all tens? You could go pro!” “Next week’s amateur match is on you…” “Our hunting bow club’s finally gonna shine!” The crowd showered Mochuan’s archery with praise. A curly-haired freshman girl clutched her bow on the sidelines, trying to speak but drowned out each time. Her…-
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MW CH17
Chapter 17: Can We Escape? The weather was fine coming here, but as Mochuan got his shot and we left the hospital, rain hit—thunder, lightning, the world dimming fast, visibility gone. Wipers were useless. Highway speed limit’s 120 kph, but with this blur, I capped at 80. This rain, this vibe—more disaster flick than the trip out. I mused, half-amused. The downpour didn’t let up. I glanced at Mochuan—slumped against the seat, head tilted, quiet, maybe asleep. I’d hauled us over…-
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MW CH16
Chapter 16: Want Some Candy? I parked in a random spot and dashed to the emergency hall. Didn’t take long to find Mochuan in the surgical wing. In the treatment room, the bandage from hours ago was off again. A nurse deftly flushed the gash on his arm with disinfectants. The guy who’d been stone-faced when hurt now winced faintly. “Sis, he got cut by a rusty blade—where’s the tetanus shot?” I asked her. “Once it’s stitched, the doc’ll prescribe it. Take the slip to the…-
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MW CH15
Chapter 15: Who Isn’t Tired Living? Mochuan walked ahead alone, me trailing two meters behind. Since leaving Chunna’s, he hadn’t spoken to me or let me help. His wound? Self-treated on the move—wrapping his teal Hetian jade prayer beads around his sleeve, jamming a stick he’d picked up to twist it tight, pressing the bleed. Yellow earth dotted with blood trailed us—dense at first, then spacing out as the makeshift tourniquet worked. “How much farther?” Five minutes in, no clinic…-
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MW CH14
Chapter 14: How Absurd, How Ironic Chunna heard me out, her lips twitching up into a shy smile. Seeing her finally crack one, I stood, beckoning Kun Hongtu along. “Bro, what’re you up to?” He tagged behind obediently. “Watching the show.” I crept to a window on the house’s side, peeking half my face in. Kun Hongtu mimicked me, squatting below, just his eyes poking up. Winter kept the windows shut; voices dulled through glass, but the folks inside were loud enough—no strain…-
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MW CH13
Chapter 13: Know That and Get Lost For a moment, the air seemed to stop moving. The hand under my palm had broad bones, its surface cool like jade—and, just as I’d imagined, not soft at all. “Thanks.” After a brief silence, Mochuan thanked me, then pulled free from my grip. My hand emptied. I clenched it, shoving it into my pocket. The room fell quiet, the mood icing over. “I’m heading to the main hall. When Chuwen’s back, tell him to find me there.” Mochuan stood, heading…-
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