Proofreader: Prof Zhu Yuan At ten o’clock in the evening, Song Shilin came back home, smelling the reek of alcohol, saw Bo Yu staring blankly with his chin on his hands and stopped walking. “What’s the matter?” Song Shilin took off his coat and tie, left them aside, then took up the cup that Bo Yu used for drinking and drank the remaining warm water. Bo Yu turned round to stare at the ...
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