Jiang Zhixu met Jiang Qiao’s worried gaze: “I’m fine, Qiao Qiao. It doesn’t hurt anymore.” That morning, Jiang Zhixu had a client for an indoor photoshoot. Since it wasn’t cold inside, she took off her jacket. She wore a beige sweatshirt and light jeans underneath. While crouching to take photos, she felt the client kept…

“Brother, let’s be sworn bros!” “You’re my brother now!” “Why are you so quiet, brother?” “Brother, come here, give me a hug!” Before Hao Ming could finish playing the video, Yang Shikun tried to grab his phone. He stood up holding the phone out of reach. Yang Shikun jumped on him, knocking him back onto…

After he finished speaking, he hugged Yuan Yuan and ruffled its head. Looking at the remaining cake, he put it in the refrigerator in his room. He took out his phone to message Jiang Rang, typed for a long while, then deleted it, and finally just sent a few words. [Xu Si]: Received it, thank…

“Drive.” “…” Yang Shikun hugged his neck: “Big Head, can you carry me?” “Yes.” After Hao Ming spoke, he felt Yang Shikun fall asleep. At the doorway, Hao Ming freed one hand to open the door, kicked it wider with his foot, went in and closed it. Yang Shikun woke up quickly. He lay on…

Just by opening the window, Jiang Qiao could see Xu Si waiting downstairs. Like every time before, he would only leave after making sure she got home safely. … In the private room, the group was wild with drinking games. Yang Shi Kun and Hao Ming had already been made to drink several glasses. Yang…

Lin Tianshi smiled and said: “Come on, let’s see who has the King.” He turned over his card – King of Spades. Xu Si looked at Jiang Qiao’s cards, but before he could move, she turned her cards over. Everyone looked around and saw the King was in Jiang Qiao’s hand. “So it’s with Sister…

The weather was getting warmer. On the evening of March 12th, the fourth day of the second lunar month. At a high-end entertainment club in City A, inside a private room. The temperature was warm. A young man sat in the corner, wearing only a dark blue hoodie with black pants. His features seemed to…

Xu Si often stared at Jiang Qiang’s back of head, occasionally meeting her gaze when she turned back to check her homework. He would casually look away, then continue staring after she turned back around. The class still rarely saw Xu Si. The two of them were like intersecting lines, growing further and further apart…

Xu Si had completely reverted to how he was before meeting Jiang Qiao. Or perhaps he was even more detached than before. He smiled less and less, appearing cold and unapproachable to everyone. He skipped classes more frequently – his seat in the classroom was often empty. February 16th, Tuesday. Jiang Qiao looked back to…

January 12th, or February 16th by the solar calendar. High schools in A City were gradually starting their new semester. The weather hadn’t warmed up yet, with a biting chill still in the air. As soon as Jiang Rong entered class, Fang Zixin called her out. “Teacher moved your seat to the third row, next…