shoujo novel
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Jiang Qi Huai had never imagined that Tao Zhi would be so fixated on getting 700 points just because of his casual excuse for rejecting Li Shu Fei. And she had been fixated on it for so long. A total score of at least 700 had somehow become his basic requirement for choosing a partner…
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February 5th. Senior students returned to school. 151 days until college entrance exams. Previously, many students slept through Chinese class. Now most were buried in practice problems. The exam countdown loomed like a mountain over everyone’s head. Tests increased to twice monthly. Xu Si improved by one rank in the first monthly test – ninth…
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The dance class was still in session. Teacher Qiu told the students that the girl was her friend and might not be feeling well. She said they would make up for the interrupted class time later, and no one objected. Luo Jingyu helped Zhan Xi put on her coat, zipped it up, nodded to Teacher…
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Tao Zhi let out all the air she’d been holding in her puffed cheeks, somewhat stunned. She thought she had been direct enough, but didn’t expect Jiang Qi Huai to be even more straightforward, asking without any beating around the bush. Though she had been quite obvious lately. But his direct question still caught her…
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As if with a life of its own, the firecracker darted under Yang Shikun’s feet and exploded. Yang Shikun: “Exciting! I’ll try one too.” Xu Si tugged at Jiang Rong’s sleeve: “Stand back.” Jiang Rong stepped back with him. Yang Shikun and Jiang Zhixu were having a great time playing. “What’s this?” Jiang Rong picked…
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Regarding this matter, Zhan Xi had always been very at ease. Her Little Fish was very proper – since they started dating, he had never done anything inappropriate to her. Their interactions were limited to holding hands, hugs, and kisses. Sometimes when their kissing on the couch got a bit heated, Zhan Xi would shyly…
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The elderly man looked much older than Ji Heng. He had graying hair and wore a black hat. He seemed to have just arrived in Xiangcheng, still holding a thick coat in his hands. Ji Heng squinted at the old man’s face, finally recognizing him from his somewhat blurry memories. “Butler Lou,” he said. Behind…
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As January was coming to an end, high schools in City A gradually began their winter break. Jiang Rong had moved back home – she disliked the smell of disinfectant in hospitals and the all-white rooms even more. She could only feel overwhelming depression there. January 26th. “Students, have a happy winter break.” “Happy holidays,…
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Tao Zhi held her breath. The young man still carried the cold air of late autumn from outside. His fingers were cool but his palm was warm, his long fingers threading through her hair as his contradictory temperature and weight pressed down lightly on her head. It felt nice, and a bit ticklish. She wanted…
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Luo Jingyu had gotten used to being doused with buckets of cold water. Fang Xu didn’t approve, Yue Qi didn’t approve, and now even his own mother didn’t approve. They all believed that deaf people should only be with other deaf people. Even if they were to date someone who could hear, that person should…