chinese novel
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In the early morning, reading voices echoed through the second-year teaching building hallway. Li Si Jia stood at the podium, leading everyone in reading English vocabulary. Some students in the class were lying down, some were eating breakfast, and the vocabulary reading was scattered and sparse. Li Si Jia was good-natured and didn’t say anything.…
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As soon as Third Aunt left, Mother glared at Father, her gaze cold as a blade’s edge. Father glared back just as fiercely, like a cornered beast. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Dou Zhao’s tiny figure huddled in the curtains, listening to her parents’ mutual accusations. “Zhao Guqiu, what exactly are you…
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“Little teacher, I’d like to request something from you in advance,” Jiang Rong looked up at him. “What is it?” “Do you remember those people from the abandoned building?” Jiang Rong nodded. “I remember.” After speaking, she added, “If you want to deal with them, just go ahead, but don’t get hurt.” Xu Si smiled.…
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When Luo Jingyu walked Zhan Xi back to the eighth floor, his mind was still in a daze. For many, many years, he hadn’t voluntarily made sounds in front of others. This kind of restraint was very difficult, requiring him to overcome what was almost human instinct. Gao Yuan had told him that when eating…
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They separated. Jiang Fuli walked back with his phone. He wore a black coat, his whole demeanor cold and aloof. In the driver’s seat, since Jiang He was in the car, Ming Dongheng kept the engine running. When he saw the figure, he opened the back door and suddenly noticed something. Wait… Young Master Jiang…
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July 4th, an auspicious day. Leaving the obstetrics department of the central hospital, they received an uncertain result. It was normal that an ultrasound couldn’t show anything in early pregnancy. The doctor didn’t definitively say “not pregnant” either. Their slightly ambiguous attitude and smiling suggestion for Yan Cheng and Chen Jinyao to come back for…
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“Dumplings, hot ones.” “Little Teacher still remembers?” “I remember.” ‘I’ve always remembered,’ Jiang Rang added in her heart. Xu Si sat in the park downstairs, eating a dumpling from the thermal container: “Indeed, they taste better hot.” Jiang Rang didn’t speak, just smiled and watched him continue eating. Xu Si finished every last dumpling, then…
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Grandpa Jiang was an excellent cook. Tao Zhi’s taste buds had been spoiled by Aunt Zhang since she was young. She was quite particular about food. Now, at the small square dining table that was somewhat cramped, the three of them each sat on one side. With several simple home-cooked dishes laid out, Tao Zhi…
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To her surprise, her mother and Wang Ying Xue were old acquaintances! All along, Dou Zhao couldn’t understand why some women would willingly abandon their families and reputation just to be with a man. Was the love between men and women really that important? Once love fades and affection ends, when a man abandons a…
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After one week of dating, Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi’s dates were all confined to apartment 1504. In that private space, the two young people were nervous and shy about kissing and hugging, let alone under the bright open sky. They hadn’t held hands outdoors yet, with people all around and a little light bulb…