“What dream? Tell it to me.” Abel’s voice sounded somewhat nervous.

“I dreamt that I was beneath a deep cliff, unable to find you, and when I called you, the call wouldn’t go through.”

Abel fell silent for a moment before asking, “What does that mean?”

“How should I know?” Emmeline said: “But, Abel, does it mean that one day, I won’t be able to find you?”

“That won’t happen, Emma. I’m here, and I’ll always be here.”

Emmeline only had one lesson the following day, so she took half a day off and boarded the bus to the city.

Paul’s words had been lingering in her mind. She pondered that starting a clothing business might be good idea.

She went to the department store and explored a newly established commercial pedestrian street.

The city’s department store had once been so magnificent, but now it was desolate and quiet, and the once haughty salespeople were now gathered in small groups, snacking and chatting.

their conversations, she could tell they were discussing the topic of employees voluntarily renting stalls and starting

pillars at the department store’s entrance

person was surnamed Chester, and she noted down the phone number.

pedestrian street, shops lined up in a row. Clothing, shoes, bags, cosmetics-all kinds of

stores, pretending to haggle, and

day, she began to have some ideas

long-distance bus station. A large group of people had gathered at the corner of the intersection, and it

he’s

“Smash it!”

you don’t pay, we’ll smash it to pieces!”

these antiques from antique markets all over the country. Whether they’re real or fake, I don’t even know rasped

Stop making

a clear conscience. I can’t authenticate whether these antiques are real or fake. We’re doing a cash-on-delivery deal. If I sell it at a loss, I’ll admit it, and if you buy it at a loss, you should admit it too. Moreover, if you can buy a genuine antique for sixty bucks and later sell it

bought two clay jars! They say you can get them for three bucks each in the wholesale market, and you’re selling them for sixty! Claiming they’re from the Early Modern Period, what a load

Beat him!”

Crash, bang, clatter!

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