starlightxel
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420
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Reading
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Ye Lingwei didn't know how he ended up standing up. Perhaps it was because he recalled that silent, bleak silhouette standing in front of Pokémon in the shadows of the hallway. "I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee I can solve it..." Ye Lingwei took the chalk and said to Little Old Man standing below the podium. Little Old Man stood with his hands behind his back, showing a rare leniency. "It's fine, just go ahead. If you can't solve it, we will let it go." The class erupted in a stir. Their…-
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"What were you chatting about with that guy from Class 7?" As soon as Fei Lan entered the classroom, Gao Linhao approached him. He had been watching from inside the classroom for quite a while. Originally, Brother Lan was alone in the corridor, and this was the strange thing about Brother Lan—obviously, everyone could play and do things together, but Brother Lan preferred to be a loner. Even during group activities, he would rather be a silent listener. However, this didn't stop Gao Linhao from paying…
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Ye Lingwei didn't have much of an impression of many people in the book. When he read this novel back then, he skipped around and only read the plot points where the original host appeared so all he knew was the protagonist group. Text gives people a rich sense of imagery. Although that boy's presence just now was very strong, Ye Lingwei could almost be certain that he was not the person the original host liked. The protagonist had used spring breeze, white snow, sunshine, grass washed by drizzle,…
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However, as for the fact that Fei Lan didn't dislike Ye Lingwei right now, his attitude toward him was just like his attitude toward a cute and pretty kitten on the roadside. Knowing Ye Lingwei's plight in Class 7 was poor, he felt a rare spark of compassion. So even though Ye Lingwei was being self-familiar and bold now, Fei Lan viewed him just like a rowdy child and didn't read anything else into it. Five minutes before morning self-study, the rows of people standing there were finally released by…
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In Fei Lan’s eyes, wasn't Ye Lingwei just a kid? Fei Lan only discovered Ye Lingwei’s existence thanks to those childish antics of his—secretly squatting outside his courtyard and furtively writing letters to Jiang Hui. How childish. Being stared at by Fei Lan like that, Ye Lingwei felt a tingle in his cheeks. Fortunately, he was interrupted by Gao Linhao. Gao Linhao turned his head and lectured Ye Lingwei, "Don't look at things you shouldn't look at, got it?" He said it in a joking tone.…
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This was something Ye Lingwei hadn't anticipated at all. His movements as he toyed with the fork grew lighter and slower, until they stopped completely. It wasn't that he was troubled by how to interact with Fei Lan in the future. As Fei Lan had said, they weren't close. In fact, even if Ye Lingwei put distance between them now, it couldn't even be called drifting apart—there was nothing to drift from. It was just... a bit unexpected, that's all. Ye Lingwei's eyelashes were too long. He…
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Ye Lingwei waited a while, but there was still no reply from the other side. He tossed the phone aside and lay down, completely unburdened. However, a seed of doubt had been planted in his heart. Mom? In the book, right up until the original host's death, this person didn't seem to have appeared at all. The author had written no father, no mother, so he had simply assumed, based on first impressions, that the original host's parents had long since passed away... Ye Lingwei reached a hand out from the…
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Ye Lingwei had a good sleep, and when he woke up, he was in a single room at the hospital. A bouquet of lilies and carnations sat on the table in the corner. Steam was still rising from the teapot on the glass coffee table, obviously just been brewed. Someone had been here and they had just left. There was the crisp sound of high heels in the corridor. Ye Lingwei lazily lifted his eyelids to look over, and then the door was pushed open, revealing a woman with exquisite makeup wearing a slim-fit black…
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The first thing that made Ye Lingwei feel something was amiss was the irregular beating of his heart, sometimes weak and sometimes forceful. He was physically healthy and had never experienced such an abnormal heartbeat. He lowered his head to look at his hands—fair and slender. These were not the hands that had worked through hundreds of exercise workbooks and practiced countless copybooks. The fingernails had an abnormally pale sheen, and the wrist bones were prominent. Just looking at these hands,…
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The next day was a bright, sunny day. Ye Lingwei was bent down in the convenience store downstairs, looking at the sandwiches on the shelf. The dazzling sunlight hit the transparent wrapping paper, making the food inside look healthy and wonderful. The cashier craned her neck, wanting to offer the handsome young guy a recommendation. "They all just arrived this morning. The pork floss salmon and the spicy chicken triangles are the best sellers these past two days." Ye Lingwei gave her a shy smile,…
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