shoujo novel
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“My milk foam oolong tea was knocked over by someone just now.” “…” Chu Zhi froze, unconsciously glancing at the wall clock. “You hadn’t finished it yet?” She didn’t even need to check the time—they had met at school in the afternoon, and now night had fallen. Chu Zhi had already returned home and finished…
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Although Lu Jiaheng had dominated the social scene for years with many friends, he actually only had a few true close friends. Among childhood friends, there was Cheng Yi, who went off to America to gild himself. There was another who was younger than them but equally terrible in personality – they’d spent over a…
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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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Chu Zhi stood at the check-in area, lost in thought. In the afternoon, after all the event finals were over, the relay was last. Chu Zhi had taken second place in the women’s 200 meters, just barely behind first place. She was assigned to run first leg for the girls’ team. The relay race was…
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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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Xue Niannan truly lived up to being a top student, with unparalleled learning ability. She had perfectly imitated Lu Jiaheng’s laid-back manner, from his speech patterns to his expressions and tone, capturing about ninety percent of his essence. Gu Han had originally thought this handsome senior might have had some special feelings for Chu Zhi,…
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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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In the twenty-two years Lu Jiaheng had been alive, he had gotten into a fierce and prolonged battle with You Guess. After finishing his meal, Lu Jiaheng pushed back his chair. The moment he stood up, You Guess leaped onto the sofa armrest in a flash. His fluffy tail swished back and forth imposingly as…
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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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When the doorbell rang, Lu Jiaheng was surveying the house to find potential sleeping spots. Though the bedrooms were fully renovated, they lacked pillows, blankets, and sheets—sleeping there meant lying on bare wooden boards. When Lu Jiaheng had followed Chu Zhi back, he hadn’t considered these details at all. He’d assumed the house would be…