Blossoming Love With A Score of 700
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Tao Zhi suddenly felt that in life, one should never underestimate what could happen. For instance, she used to think that having her crush see her in ugly thermal underwear in high school was the most desperate moment of her life. Yet seven years later, that same person had now seen her walking around in…
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When they were young, their biggest wish was simply “I hope the person I like also likes me back.” As they grew older, that wish often changed, perhaps resignedly becoming “I hope the person I like finds someone they like.” Tao Zhi once thought her wish had transformed from the former to the latter, and…
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Tao Zhi felt like she couldn’t understand many of the things Jiang Qi Huai said. Yet in her daze, she felt like she somehow understood something from it all. The barbecue restaurant was lively and bustling, with the heater turned up high. Leaning against the wall in the warmth, amid the noise, Tao Zhi rested…
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Jiang Qi Huai’s bite was a bit forceful, carrying a hint of sullen unhappiness and dissatisfaction as he remained silent. When the light turned from red to green, Tao Zhi pushed him away. Jiang Qi Huai glanced at the road conditions before straightening up to follow the traffic flow. His previously downcast eyes lifted slightly,…
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The last time Ji Fan saw Jiang Qi Huai was a year ago in America. He actually didn’t know why Jiang Qi Huai left back then, but sometimes he would feel that maybe it had something to do with him punching him and saying those things. He felt somewhat guilty about it. So during the…
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The living room was dimly lit, with only the white light from the floor fishing lamp beside the sofa. The kitchen light was still on, shining through the simple lined soft partition to illuminate half the space at the other end of the living room. His breathing was just inches away, his exhales wrapping around…
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When Tao Zhi closed the bedroom door and walked back into the kitchen, the noodles were ready. A clear tomato and egg flower soup noodle dish – white, tender noodles with bright green scallions sprinkled on top, and a small soft-yolk fried egg laid over the bowl. Jiang Qi Huai turned around, placed the noodle…
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In carefully thinking back, even starting from high school, the frequency of Tao Zhi eating with Jiang Qi Huai wasn’t very high. Except for when she went to his house, and when Li Shuang Jiang organized group dinners and such. Just the two of them going out to eat, there really weren’t many times. Not…
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Jiang Qihuai rarely spoke since childhood. It was probably a habit formed by his personality and living environment. He always said very little. When he first went to kindergarten after being taken in by Grandfather Jiang, the other children in class would noisily gather in a circle, throw dolls at him, and call him mute.…
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The next morning, An Sese rushed into the studio after returning from chasing her idol. She was carrying a bag in one hand and a large LEGO box in the other. She entered and placed it on Tao Zhi’s desk with a dull thud. Tao Zhi held a cup of coffee, smiling at her: “You’re…