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    cloudies

    Stories 2
    Chapters 105
    Words 199.7 K
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    Reading 16 hours, 38 minutes16 h, 38 m
    • BOSF 055: Love You [END]

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      by cloudies — After graduating and moving out of the dormitory, Ji Yan didn't go home. He accepted the job at the bank and rented a place on his own. When he called home, he was prepared for a scolding. This was the first time he had made such a major decision without his parents' consent. But surprisingly, Lin Yueqin didn't scold him. Mother and son were silent on the phone for a moment before Lin Yueqin said, "Be careful out there on your own. Come home for a visit when you have time." Ji Yan was stunned for a…
    • BOSF 054: Selfish

      BOSF 054: Selfish Cover
      by cloudies — Ji Yan had a huge fight with his mother. To call it a fight wasn't quite right; it was more like Ji Yan getting a one-sided lecture. In the past, Ji Yan had always been well-behaved, so Lin Yueqin had always assumed her child would continue to be just as obedient even after growing up. She was accustomed to controlling her child’s freedom, measuring pros and cons by her own standards to sway Ji Yan’s decisions. Even if it had genuinely stemmed from concern at the beginning, after ten, twenty years…
    • BOSF 021: The Kiss

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      by cloudies — Ji Yan barely slept the entire night. In the quiet of the late hours, whenever he closed his eyes, he couldn’t stop recalling what had happened that afternoon in Xiang Yang’s room—the sensation of holding a male organ in his hand, Xiang Yang’s low voice calling his name in his ear. Those sounds and images replayed endlessly in his mind, impossible to forget or shake off. Ji Yan couldn’t help but overthink. Was Xiang Yang gay? But his parents seemed normal, so how could he feel that way toward…
    • WPCID 50: Don’t Come Near Me Again, Lu Buzhuo

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      by cloudies — Shen Zhou dragged the person back into the room but didn't interrogate him. He placed him and the paper sword aside and ignored them, then returned to the door, squatted down, and pressed his ears tightly against the door panel, his brow furrowed. Lu Buzhuo felt a little neglected. In truth, Shen Zhou hadn't done much. No matter how unhappy he was last night, he only gave a couple of shoves and was still willing to be lulled to sleep, not at all like an angry Dao companion. But it was precisely…
    • WPCID 49: A Complete Mess

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      by cloudies — Shen Zhou slammed the door shut with a "bang" and returned to the table to continue reading the medical book. The sentences in the book were convoluted and awkward, the small, fly-head characters jumbled and chaotic. After staring at it for a long time, he hadn't even finished a single page, when he heard a thud from behind. Shen Zhou turned his head and saw a quilt being stuffed through the half-open window. A moment later, a person fell in after it. Lu Buzhuo hadn't expected the window to be…
    • WPCID 48: May I Sleep Here?

      WPCID 48: May I Sleep Here? Cover
      by cloudies — Chu Xuan didn't say if he would touch it or not. Leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, he sized up the half-demon who had suddenly appeared at his door. He watched as one wolf ear, which was already folded down, was slowly joined by the other, both now drooping backwards. "I can't sleep here?" Shen Zhou confirmed again. If Chu Xuan didn't agree, he had nothing else to offer that was likable. "You broke my sword," Chu Xuan finally spoke, bringing up old scores the moment he opened…
    • WPCID 47: Your Senior Brother is Too Annoying

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      by cloudies — Chu Xuan spent the better half of the night trying to get his senior brother's soul back. The sword was already halfway into the furnace, but he managed to snatch it back. After banging it against a rock for a while with a "clang, clang, clang," a small ball of light fell out. The people from the Elder's Hall quickly took the sword and discovered that the originally small crack had grown larger. Their vision went dark, and they grabbed him, demanding an explanation. Chu Xuan ignored them, picked…
    • WPCID 46: The Noisy Spiritual Altar

      WPCID 46: The Noisy Spiritual Altar Cover
      by cloudies — Shen Zhou absolutely could not sleep anymore. He scrambled out of bed to find Xie Xianqing, only to discover he was gone. Only Chu Xuan was sitting outside alone, folding small paper figures. His fingers flew up and down, the thin calluses on his fingertips pressing and smoothing against the paper. He opened, folded, and with a few dazzling movements like a butterfly flitting through flowers, a figure was complete. Shen Zhou hesitated for a moment before approaching. When he was still ten steps…
    • WPCID 45: Guilty. Not Guilty.

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      by cloudies — The illusion within the sword receded like a tide, only to surge back in a repeating cycle. Suddenly, the entire space trembled slightly. A corner of the black fog that perpetually shrouded the Myriad Bone Cave dissipated, revealing a patch of overcast sky. The two souls, originating from the same source, had thrown the Punishment Sword's judgment into chaos. Lu Buzhuo abruptly curled up. His eyes burned with excruciating pain, the root of his tongue felt severed, and it was as if countless…
    • WPCID 44: Unrepentant

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      by cloudies — The body of the Punishment Sword was brought to the Elder Hall, while its soul remained in the Sword Bestowal Valley. To judge good and evil, the sword's body naturally had to be returned to its place. As Lu Buzhuo was being escorted away, he met Chu Xuan at the entrance, who had bandages wrapped around his abdomen. "Senior Brother," Chu Xuan approached and whispered, his sleeve moving slightly as he stuffed a small paper figure into Lu Buzhuo's hand.  "This contains a strand of my sword…
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