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Not going all the way, of course, there were other ways to relieve the tension — but at this moment he didn’t want his mind slipping into a fevered haze, and she too wanted a quiet kind of closeness. The two of them pressed together, carefully savoring the way their bodies longed for each other.

The room was too dark; Lin Shuang could barely make out his features, y...


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Zhou Zheng pulled two boxes out from the bottom of the bookshelf: “These are all my collectibles.”

Items steeped in nostalgia — a big red, square, worn-out mooncake tin.

The kind of thing every childhood has some version of — little trinkets sealed unconsciously into some biscuit tin, then years later opened at random, like a kaleidoscope triggering memory...


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When Zhou Zheng went downstairs to get water, he ran into Zhou Xue.

Zhou Xue greeted him — “Brother.”

He lowered his head, washing a cup, his brow cold, his tone blunt and direct: “I don’t have time these past couple of days. I’ll find you later. In front of her, I won’t allow you to say a single word.”

Zhou Xue’s face turned unpleasant in an ins...


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After Zhou Zheng finished introducing his cousin and then his girlfriend, both girls gave a dry, perfunctory “Oh” and a “Hello.”

The two of them simply didn’t click.

First impressions mattered.

Zhou Xue’s first impression of Lin Shuang ran deep — a white blouse worn in a way that seemed frivolous, features carefully done up in a gaudy, showy mann...


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In that instant, Lin Shuang’s thoughts raced.

If she tiptoed out of the hospital room before Zhou Zheng’s grandmother sat up, her retreating figure would surely look, absolutely, undeniably terrible — like a thief with a guilty conscience.

She was wearing a crisp trench coat, paired with a flowing long skirt and high-heeled boots — clearly the image of a w...


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