Chapter two.
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In the following days, Linglong and several senior brothers were secretive, discussing something unknown, occasionally joining a group of Min Generation little ghosts and whispering together.
With no one nagging Xuanji, now and then telling her she's too lazy or she lacks spirit, she was happy to keep her door closed and sleep all day.
A matter of days till New Year's Eve, last night a heavy snowfall had re-covered the newly cleaned paths. Early on, people came to pull Xuanji out to clear the snow, but she just lay in bed, covering her head, pretending not to hear.
"How can you still be so lazy?" The person who came to call her couldn't help but chuckle, "Xuanji, get up."
She mumbled a response, but didn't get up.
Not long after, she felt someone tapping her, and she let out an annoyed sigh, mumbling, "You guys go sweep... sweeping the snow... why need so many people..."
