shoujo novel
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Another week passed. March 19th, Saturday, at the abandoned building. The young man sat on a broken wooden board, holding his cat. He wore a black jacket over a beige hoodie and straight-leg gray jeans. He stared absently at where the snow had long since melted. He remembered how before New Year’s, the three of…
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Jiang Qi Huai sent this WeChat message to the group. A few seconds later, WeChat pinged again. Ji Fan sent a friend request. Jiang Qi Huai had some impression of this deskmate. This person was a friend of a friend of a friend — if he had to describe it, about as distant as a…
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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…
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When Luo Jingyu pulled Zhan Xi into his embrace, she didn’t struggle or show surprise. She just kept muttering, “Why did you run? What were you running from? You ran away, and now you’re back. Why did you…” Luo Jingyu’s arms suddenly tightened around her, holding her closer. Zhan Xi’s voice gradually faded as she…
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At midnight, Lu Xiaohan’s video grew wildly popular. The next morning. Several students from Class 15 gathered together, excitedly discussing this matter. When Bai Lian arrived, she was still replying to Jiang Fuli’s message. Teacher Jiang: [Picture] It was a photo of him sitting in a car, capturing the sun rising over the mountains. His…
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“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…
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Renminbi met Tao Zhi quite by chance, also during an outing. Tao Zhi had gone with her friends, and he happened to be invited by his friends that day. They met at a basketball court in a small plaza. Tao Zhi and her friend arrived first. In the noisy cicada-filled midsummer, the young girl leaned…
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Zhan Xi stared at the text on Luo Jingyu’s phone, tears welling up in her eyes, completely stunned. Hell mode indeed lived up to its name. She hadn’t even dated anyone yet, wasn’t even twenty-four – how could she think so far ahead? Forget marriage and children, she hadn’t even imagined what it would be…
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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…
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The three girls danced to a three-minute song over and over. Whenever Teacher Qiu noticed they weren’t in sync or someone’s movements weren’t precise enough, she would pause the music and count the beats to help them perfect it. Zhan Xi originally thought the annual party dance was just for fun, but she didn’t expect…