Slender as a bamboo pole, with a pale and delicate face framed by spectacles. He possessed an air of scholarship, yet it was tinged with gloom.lacking any vitality, not even daring to look at themselv...ent, Rong Zhaonan pressed down on the two women who were tangled and tearing at each other.Several other young intellectuals couldn't quite make out how the tall, thin village doctor, who was always t...
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