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“All those years, the Yuheng Elder had always endured silently. No one liked him, no one kept him company, and he always feigned nonchalance as he walked through the reverent crowd, lofty and composed. Only with his mind tinged by childish thoughts could he break down and speak the truth, let out the misery that had built up within him for so long. It wasn’t that he didn’t care for those around him, only that he did it quietly. Such quietude, day after day, without anyone to see or notice, was also a kind of torment.”
― Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou, The Husky and His White Cat Shizun: Erha He Ta De Bai Mao Shizun (Novel) Vol. 2

“So it’s your home,” Xie Lian commented.
“Residence,” Hua Cheng corrected. “Not a home.”
“Is there a difference?” Xie Lian asked.
“Of course,” Hua Cheng replied. “A home has family. A place where someone lives alone is not a home.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Heaven Official's Blessing: Tian Guan Ci Fu (Novel) Vol. 2

“You never know. I don't care if anyone else is disappointed. But to some, the very existence of a certain person in this world is in itself, hope.”
― Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

“Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other. This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other's embrace.”
― Mo Xiang Tong Xiu