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angry kitten The late spring afternoon sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the log coffee table in the living room. Spread out were the diary materials that Xu Baiyan had spent two nights organizing, including stars cut out of colored paper, a note page covered with Polaroids, and a three-page manuscript he had written. It was an exclusive diary prepared for Fa Xiao's birthday. There were also small gold-gilded stickers carefully pasted on the corners, which were too…-
149.4 K • Ongoing
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Coaxing and coaxing When the sky was just getting dark, the apartment was flooded with tiny pieces of morning light. However, there was a sudden explosion of decoration work in an unknown house downstairs. The "sizzling" sound of an electric drill hit the window lattice, and the people in the two rooms were suddenly pulled out of their dreams. In Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling's room, Jin Xianling was the first to frown. His eyelashes trembled but he didn't open his eyes. He just dug into the warm embrace…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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Interlude In the hustle and bustle of the playground on the outskirts of the city, the wooden sign of "Heart-to-Heart Prison" stands quietly, with eye-catching black characters: If the hearts are not in harmony, this door will not be opened.The staff led the four people to clarify the rules, and they entered a separate secret room in pairs. There were no puzzles and no mechanisms. Only true love could open the exit. Those who were separated would wait for help. "Sure win!" Xu Baiyan shook Song Xu's arm…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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Power outage in the middle of the night The heat in the middle of the summer night was suppressed by the cool breeze of the air conditioner, and the apartment was quiet with only the sound of shallow breathing.Jin Xianling was half asleep, and subconsciously rubbed her side. What her fingertips touched was not Qing Feng'an's warm body, but only a piece of cold bed sheet, and all her sleepiness disappeared instantly.He opened his eyes suddenly, groping wildly in the darkness, his voice carrying the…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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Miasma Locks the Mad Strings, Severing the Cloud Path; The Sword Reflects the Demonic Heart, Illuminating the Bloody Road Black Wind Ridge stood as a barrier between Jiangnan and Mobei, a treacherous place that everyone in the martial world avoided. At this moment, the miasma atop the ridge was as thick as unshakeable ink, churning as it enveloped the entire mountain range. Even the light from the sky above was completely swallowed, leaving nothing but a heavy, dismal darkness. The miasma was not…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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buy pajamas As soon as the morning light passed through the bay window of the apartment, Xu Baiyan ran all over the house on his cotton mops. He opened the door of Jin Xianling's room and shouted: "Jin Xianling, wake up! Let's go buy new pajamas after training today. I'll pick them out. I guarantee they'll look great!" Qing Feng Anzheng walked out of the kitchen with warm milk, and saw Jin Xianling opening the door with messy hair, and the coldness of just waking up was still in her eyes. She reached out…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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Get to know each other The remaining warmth from the morning meal was still gathering on the edge of the lunch box. Qing Fengan put the last glass of warm milk into Jin Xianling's hand. Her fingertips inadvertently touched his slightly cold fingertips, and she subconsciously curled her knuckles - they had only been in this world for half a month, and the tenderness that accompanied them day and night was a bit raw and tentative. Even such a simple touch could make the two of them feel a slight warmth in…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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sweet tofu pudding It was just dawn and the morning fog had not yet cleared, so Jin Xianling went out with her cell phone in her hand. He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, with a keychain with a metal badge on his waist. His steps were fast and steady, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes that he had not woken up.When passing by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree downstairs in the community, a few dew-stained leaves fell on his shoulders. He raised his hand and brushed them away casually. His…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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play games The sweet fragrance of sweet potatoes still lingers in the yard, the remaining fire in the charcoal stove shrinks to a few dark red spots, and the evening breeze blows over the copper bells on the corners, making a clear tinkling sound. Jin Xianling was sitting on the steps, playing with a silver-leaf dart carelessly with his fingertips. The dart body reflected the light of the lantern, and the cold luster flowed between his well-joined fingers.His eyebrows were pretty, but there was an air of…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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Roasted sweet potatoes When the sun completely set, Xu Baiyan dug out a rusty small charcoal stove from somewhere, and took out a few round sweet potatoes. He handed them to Qing Feng'an like a treasure: "Roast sweet potatoes for dinner tonight! I bought these specially from the old farmer down the mountain. They are so sweet that they can ooze honey!" When Jin Xianling heard that there was something delicious, she put aside her soreness in her back and legs, and leaned forward to pick up the sweet…
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149.4 K • Ongoing
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