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lonely heart The sea in Qingchuan always carries a refreshing silence.Especially in the early morning of late autumn, the mist is like cotton wool that cannot be dissolved, wrapped in the salty sea breeze, spreading over the rocks and the beach, turning the entire coastline into a hazy grayish white.Shen Zhiyi was sitting in this fog, with his back against a rock smoothed by the waves, drawing paper spread out on his knees, and a sharpened charcoal pen in his hand, the tip of which hung above the paper…-
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Lacking wounds alone The van bumped along the winding mountain road for seven hours. Shen Zhiyi leaned against the window and watched the scenery outside the window gradually change from the reinforced concrete of Wu Port to rolling green hills and stretches of rice fields. What finally came into view was a blue coastline shrouded in mist.The driver parked the car on the side of the road and pointed to a group of low buildings not far ahead: "Girl, Qingchuan is here. The beach house is in the alley in…
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A stranger at the end of the world When Lu's father learned that Lu Wanheng had escaped from house arrest and was frantically looking for Shen Zhiyi, he was reviewing the Lu Group's quarterly report in the study.He slammed the report on the table, the fine mahogany tabletop made a dull sound, and his eyes were filled with overwhelming anger.After all, this daughter, for that woman, challenged his bottom line again and again, trampled on his majesty, and even gave up her identity as the heir of the Lu…
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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…
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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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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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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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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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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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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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