Here is the English translation of the provided content: "Zhang Ailing novels"

Author: Bin Bin
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Publish Date: 2003-01-01
Features: Perhaps he loved her without realizing it. She knew it first—women are said to be more sensitive. It was truly strange—he never believed in fate, but this was indeed strange. The next day, Ruyang put on his best suit, but felt it was foolish to go on a date looking so fresh, so he deliberately appeared disheveled, uncaring, and added a faded old scarf. On his way to school in the morning, the winter trees had leaves like tiny, gluey golden beads. He rode his bicycle toward the sun, with a backpack hanging from the front, and a piece of dried bone tied to the rear rack, shaped like a written character, treated with medicinal liquid. Once upon a time, it had been a person's leg, perhaps someone who could ride a bicycle. Ruyang rode his bicycle toward the sun, the cold wind blowing against his warm body, while the sun of the living could not reach the body of the dead.