shoujo novel
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After seeing Shu He to her apartment, Xiang Lanye left. On this rare snowy evening, the street lamps glowed yellow. Parents were still outside playing with their children in the snow. Shu He closed her umbrella and patiently waited for the lift to come up from the second basement level. She cradled the housewarming gift…
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Li Minyu took her to see two other apartments. Shu He looked around each one. Actually, the environments were all nice, but she still preferred the first one. It felt more right to her, plus the shared rent for the first place was indeed cheaper. She thought about it briefly, then quickly made her decision:…
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After parking her car, Shu He had barely reached the lift when disaster struck. This was already the second lift breakdown this month. The thought of climbing ten floors immediately irritated her, but she had no choice but to convince herself it was fine—just think of it as exercise. By the time she reached the…
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After accompanying Xiang Lanye to handle the matter, twenty minutes had passed for Shu He. When the two returned to the restaurant, the food they had ordered before going downstairs was just ready. Xiang Lanye was actually Shu He’s senior from university. They met while working part-time during college, and later she introduced Shu He…
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The fine rain fell on the transparent umbrella, gathering along the sloping curve and forming crystal-clear droplets that slid down, splashing into small ripples. The coffee shop door was pushed open from outside, and a cold breeze stirred the wind chimes, creating a crisp sound. The shop assistant heard the noise and reflexively called out…
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At the Mu family residence, in Mu Xianguang’s courtyard. At eight in the morning, the fragrance of sandalwood drifted through the pearl curtains. When Mu Yining arrived, a servant was carrying out untouched dishes. Seeing her, he stepped aside and bowed slightly. Mu Yining lifted the pearl curtain and entered. Inside was dim and smoky.…
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On the seventh floor. Xu En no longer had the energy to negotiate with the police, so Ming Dongheng pulled them aside. Bai Lian’s phone rang – this time it was a WeChat video call. Lansi. “Bai,” Lansi was wearing clothes made by Ji Heng while talking to Bai Lian. “One of my students was…
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In Room 407, Bai Lian leaned against the balcony with her hair hanging loose down her back. One hand was casually tucked in her pocket, loose strands falling across her forehead, while her other hand held her phone, pale fingers tapping the screen. “A truck…” she narrowed her eyes slightly. With all the new students…
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Academician Ma tapped his keyboard, typing a line of text. Hearing the words, he slowly pushed up his glasses. “Fine, you’re the boss, whatever you say.” The door behind them slowly closed. In front, the driver looked at Assistant Yu in the passenger seat. Afraid of disturbing Academician Ma, he lowered his voice: “Professor Yu,…
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At Jiangda’s entrance. Ji Shaojun recognized Wang Assistant’s car plate from having ridden in it before. He turned to Ming Dongheng and said, “Ming, someone’s here to pick us up. You don’t need to send us.” Ming Dongheng nodded but remained standing to the side, his gaze through his sunglasses fixed on Wang Assistant’s car…