White-collar Qiuxiang

Author: An Yi
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Publish Date: 2006-10-01
Features: Women at thirty are like stale tea leaves! Oh, the expired tea leaves floating in the murky tea, each a patch of indistinct yellow and green, their beauty and taste all blurred. All women have once fiercely resisted the arrival of thirty! Almost every girl as young and delicate as a flower bud thought that thirty, such an awkward and in-between age, would never be their turn. Yes, I was the same. Until yesterday, I still considered myself a young woman of superior looks. But today, today, upon waking up, I was already thirty! Lying in bed, I violently pulled the blanket over my head, afraid that the first light of dawn would seep through the curtains, cruelly telling me, "Zhou Yifang, today is your thirtieth birthday!" No, no, no! I don't want the sun to rise; I want to forever keep the last day of twenty-nine! I prayed repeatedly in my heart. In the darkness under the blanket, it seemed my wish had come true....