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Put pen to paper and end love After Zhou Xi left, the mess in the apartment was like a broken picture, which stung Shen Zhiyi's eyes.The trampled photos, the paintings scattered on the floor, the empty wardrobe, and the gold-plated engagement invitation all silently declared the death of her love.She collapsed on the ground, crying until she was exhausted. Her tears had long since dried up, leaving only a numb hollow, as if all her soul had been sucked away. The shadow of severe depression once again…-
141.5 K • Ongoing
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Prisoner of love locked in marriage In the top-floor conference room of the Lu Group, the air was as stagnant as ice. Father Lu was sitting in the main seat, tapping his fingertips on the table. The red seal on the marriage agreement spread out in front of him was eye-catching, and the date was finalized, announcing that the engagement ceremony between Lu Wanheng and Zhou Xi, the son of the Zhou Group, would be held in the most luxurious coastal hotel in Wugang in a week. This marriage is a chess game…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Commonplace Fireworks Three hours after Lin Wei took the oil painting of the old pier, Shen Zhiyi pinned herself to her drawing desk. A brand-new imported canvas was stretched over the easel, its linen texture fine and smooth. The mink brush Lin Wei had left behind felt warm and sleek between her fingers, a world away from the worn-down brushes she had been using for the past six months. She pinned the profile sketch Lu Wanheng had selected next to the canvas. On her palette, she squeezed out cobalt…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Memories turn into sorrow After the heart-wrenching request for peace was rejected, the apartment was completely reduced to a frozen prison.Lu Wanheng did not move out immediately, but used the cruelest method to bring the distance between the two to the extreme - under the same roof, they were strangers, and even the air was filled with cold depression. There was only darkness left in Shen Zhiyi's world. Lu Wanheng's existence was once her only glimmer of light. Now this glimmer of light is…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Lonely licking oneself In the days after the diagnosis, Shen Zhiyi lived like a soulless body.She locked the diagnosis report in the deepest part of the drawer, like hiding an ulterior secret, not wanting anyone to know, including her closest friends.She blocked the contact information of everyone who cared about her, cut off all contact with the outside world, huddled alone in the empty and cold apartment, licking the wounds that penetrated deep into her bones. The pain caused by severe depression was…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Heart turned to ashes The night in Fog Harbor is as cold as ice.Shen Zhiyi held the phone in his hands. Lu Wanheng's number was on the screen. His fingers hesitated on the dial button for a whole hour, and finally pressed the call button.The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Lu Wanheng's cold and distant voice came from the other side, like a knife tempered with frost: "Is something wrong?" "Wan Heng," Shen Zhiyi's voice was trembling uncontrollably, and tears welled up instantly, "Can…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Force and oppression In the early morning at Wugang Cultural and Creative Park, the sun was just shining on the ground through the sycamore leaves. Not long after Shen Zhiyi's studio opened, several strange men in black suits and solemn expressions walked straight in.They didn't have any extra greetings. The middle-aged man in charge took out a business card and handed it to Shen Zhiyi. His tone was cold and arrogant: "Ms. Shen, we are from the legal department of Lu Group. We have been ordered by…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Cracks widen It rained heavily in Wugang for three consecutive days, and the gloomy sky was like a curtain soaked with tears, making people breathless.There were no lights on in the apartment, only the faint skylight filtering through the window, making the shadows of the two people thin and long, full of alienation and depression. Shen Zhiyi sat on the edge of the sofa, her fingertips clenched until they turned white, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving a few red marks.On the coffee table…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Doubt arises The warm light in the apartment was on all night. Shen Zhiyi was sitting on the sofa, her fingertips repeatedly rubbing the screen of her mobile phone. On it was the last text message sent by Lu Wanheng three days ago: "The project is urgent and I won't reply in the near future." There was no unnecessary explanation, no gentle comfort, only a cold notification, like a thin needle, pricking her already sensitive and fragile heart. Ever since Lu Wanheng issued a public clarification statement,…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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Fissures grow secretly In the private room of the Michelin restaurant in Wugang Financial Center, Lu Wanheng had just finished a three-hour project matchmaking meeting and was rubbing his brows tiredly.When the partner's representative stood up to say goodbye, she forced herself to stand up and say goodbye, with the rough touch of the contract paper still left on her fingertips.Shen Zhiyi was waiting in the cafe downstairs of the restaurant as agreed. She had just experienced a breakup in her original…
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141.5 K • Ongoing
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