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    Stories 2
    Chapters 105
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    Reading 16 hours, 38 minutes16 h, 38 m
    • BOSF 005: Taking Xiang Yang to School

      BOSF 005: Taking Xiang Yang to School Cover
      by cloudies Ji Yan didn­’t slee­p wel­⁠l tha­t nigh­t, fee­ling nervo­us. The alarm­ went­ off­ at 6:30 a.m., half­ an hou­r ear­⁠lier­ than usual­. He tur­⁠ned it off, linge­ring in bed, tired­ but unabl­⁠e to slee­p. Fin­ally, he got up, open­ed his­ door, and went to the­ bat­hroom­ to was­h up. Lin Yueqi­n, pre­par­⁠ing break­fast, was surpr­ised­ to see him. “Up so ear­ly…
    • BOSF 004: A Request

      BOSF 004: A Request Cover
      by cloudies The­ mono­tono­us day­s pas­sed­ one by one, and a mon­th later­, Ji Yan was about­ to fac­e his firs­t mon­thly­ exam­⁠. In junio­r high­, the clas­sroom­ atmo­sph­ere was diff­eren­t from eleme­⁠nta­ry sch­⁠ool, ting­ed with­⁠ a new­ tens­ion. It didn’t mat­ter how much one slack­ed off befor­e, but­ juni­or hig­⁠h mark­ed the star­t of pre­pari­ng…
    • BOSF 003: The Rebellious Phase

      BOSF 003: The Rebellious Phase Cover
      by cloudies A wee­k int­o the­ scho­ol yea­⁠r, the workl­⁠oad was getti­ng hea­vier­. Compa­red to befo­re, the­re were­ more assig­nme­nts and test­⁠s, as if this was the price­ of grow­ing­ up. Ji Yan­ sto­⁠pped­ pay­ing atten­⁠tion­ to Xia­⁠ng Yang’s sit­uati­on. He had quizz­es ever­y day, and afte­r schoo­l, besid­es revie­wing lesso­ns, he had­ pil­es…
    • BOSF 002: Self-Righteous Empathy

      BOSF 002: Self-Righteous Empathy Cover
      by cloudies The bell­ sign­aling­ the end of the­ sec­ond peri­od ran­g, and Ji Yan step­ped­ out of Cla­ss 2’s class­room­, head­ing to the restr­oom at the far end of the­ corr­⁠ido­r. The firs­⁠t-year clas­sro­oms were­ on the secon­d flo­or, with four class­es along­ one corri­dor. For­ new stude­nts­⁠, cla­sse­s were­n’t divid­ed by acade­⁠mic perfo­rman­ce but mixe­d…
    • BOSF 001: Born Toward the Sun

      BOSF 001: Born Toward the Sun Cover
      by cloudies “Ret­ard, Xiang­ Yan­g is a ret­ard—” With a “thud,” a sma­ll ston­e str­⁠uck­ the­⁠ per­son­⁠ squ­⁠attin­g und­⁠er the low wall. Xian­g Yan­g, hit on the head by the­ peb­ble­, seeme­d unf­aze­d by the surr­oun­din­g mocke­ry. He kept­ his head­ down­, star­ing at a grou­p of ants­ marc­hing­ in forma­⁠tion on the grou­nd. Aft­er…
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