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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:54 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 9:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 8:00 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 8:15 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 8:41 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:17 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:39 am
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Guowei gave the mare his full attention, not only because it was polite, but because he was eager to listen to her story; as much as he liked learning from books, it was also important to learn from other people. Books are dead. People are not. He was so engaged in the story that he forgot about the piece of fruit held between his fingers, and leaned in slightly when Yuzhi described the fruit. After she was done with her story, he immediately put the fruit back into its pod.
"Excellent!" He cheered, licking his fingers clean - ah, his mother would never approve of such a vulgar action, especially in front of a lady, but he had something more important in mind - before retrieving a blank scroll, a cake of ink, and a wet brush from under the table. With great speeds, he begun to pen down the tale of the durian in traditional Chinese characters, titling the story 'Tale of the Durian' and ending it with 'as told by Jiang Yuzhi'. Every stroke was perfect; since calligraphy was one of his favorite classes to attend, he had spent a lot of his youth practicing.
"Stories have to start from somewhere," He smiled, putting down the brush, and pushing the scroll towards Yuzhi. The ink was still wet and shiny, but it would no doubt dry soon, "Why not with you?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 2:16 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 2:48 am
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"There is no need for apologies," Guowei replied with a small smile, feeling empathy towards Yuzhi; part of him felt bad that he had caused her such stress, but he was also glad that she could see it from his point of view, "If you feel apologetic, next time you come up with a new story, put it down on paper, and give it to me as a gift."
He chuckled lightly, before pausing briefly, giving the mare a chance to recompose herself, "If you are still up for it, I believe I still owe you a story."
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