First-person perspective, based on Ah Heng's memories, in a diary-like style, written long ago and reposted, not much literary flair, it's a short story.
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Chapter 44
I didn't answer the phone for two days, and Qi Chengchen was very angry.
I lay in bed without opening the door, and he came in with the key himself.
"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you answering the phone?"
It's so noisy.
I didn't look at him. I got up and went to the kitchen to pour water. As I passed through the living room, I glanced at the epiphyllum.
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It withered.
It died.
Aa ...