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Chapter 163

After class in the afternoon, I received my handmade ceramic mug.

A drawing of two children was on the light blue mug. The tall one was a boy of about ten years old, and the short one was a girl with two braids. He was holding her hand while she was talking to him with her head tilted up. He showed a gentle and indulgent smile.

That was my clearest memory of Colin when I was about five.

I cleaned the mug, put it on the table, and admired it. I even took out my phone and took a few photos as I waited for Colin to receive his gift.

After that, I could post the photos on WhatsApp Status to show off.

The coursework here wasn't as much as it was at Lincoln University. Our tutor often took us to places with unique scenery or historical heritage. He would also let us read classics and poems and conduct research based on our different perspectives. Our creations contributed to our academic scores.

On Friday morning, 17 of us followed our tutor to visit the tomb of a princess. It was mo
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