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“With Wang Qiyao’s flowery apron around his waist and a pair of protective sleeves over his shirt, he brought the meal to Wang Qiyao’s bedside, his hair mussed up, his forehead oily and perspiring, his eyes aglow with excitement. Tears rolled down her cheeks and into her bowl as she ate. Kang Mingxun watched helplessly on one side, looking very much like a waiter on duty. Soon he too became teary. They could no longer put it off: a decision had to be made.”

Quote by Wang Anyi

Book:The Song of Everlasting Sorrow: A Novel of Shanghai
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The Song of Everlasting Sorrow: A Novel of Shanghai

This novel delves into the emotional and social fabric of Shanghai, weaving together stories of sorrow and resilience amidst the backdrop of the city's rich history and cultural tapestry. more

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Wang Anyi
Wang Anyi

Wang Anyi, born on March 6, 1954, is a renowned contemporary Chinese writer. Her works are known for their delicate emotional portrayal and profound social insight, with notable titles including 'The Song of Everlasting Sorrow' and 'Fuping'. more

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