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Chapter 97: Scales Beneath the Skin The night was deep, dew condensed thick, and the Ox and Dipper constellations hung in the sky. From a rough stone house in the countryside of Daiyu came the sound of chanting. At the back window of the house sat a shrine, on which rested a statue of a nine-legged, seven-eyed octopus deity, its gold lacquer flaking. In Daiyu, this deity—Great Immortal Yonghe—was worshipped in every household. The one reciting was an elderly woman, hunched and dry as a gourd,…- 450.2 K • Completed
“I like you.” Wu Jinshan whispered it over and over beside his ear. Chen Xiucheng told him to say it louder, yelling that if he didn’t sound sincere, he’d beat the shit out of him. Wu Jinshan did as he was told, only for Chen Xiucheng to complain that he still sounded too casual. It was like an impossible riddle. He didn’t know what kind of answer would actually satisfy Chen Xiucheng. This past year, Wu Jinshan had given all his attention to him. He had changed habits that once seemed…- 67.2 K • Completed
In summer, one naturally lost appetite, and after seeing Yan Mu, Jiang Zhihuo felt worse. He couldn’t even stay at school. Halfway there, Jiang Zhihuo changed direction. Zong Bei didn’t need to ask; it was obvious. On the first day of school, the school bully didn’t want to attend class and planned to climb over the wall to leave. “Aren’t you afraid of being nagged by Old Ding?” Zong Bei asked. Class 1’s homeroom teacher of the third year senior high school was Old Ding. His name…- 369.8 K • Completed
Chapter 1 Returning to Eighteen A well-defined hand reached out from the side. “What is love?” “This listener from Qiongying City says his girlfriend keeps accusing him of not loving her. He wants to ask our radio station, what exactly is love…” The spring rain had just stopped. It was rush hour, and it had just rained. Cars were lined up in long queues on the road. The person in the driver's seat raised his hand and adjusted the frequency of the car…- 70.6 K • Ongoing
During dinner, the program crew was talking and laughing. Although many people were still full of curiosity about Xia Zhi's mysterious husband, they didn't press about the matter. After all, it is someone's privacy. If his circumstances were just average, would he be this inhumanly extravagant? Sigh, it's also not something they should worry about. There were still many fruits and desserts left. Xia Zhi carried some and headed to the place where Xiao Pang and the others were playing extras, which was…- 310.6 K • Completed
"If you're a cock hole, ha.... Act like a cock hole, Seowoo. Right?" "Hn...nnng, yes.... Haaut!" "Let's do it properly?" He twirled the fingers that had been directed toward the cock shaft. It felt as if the fingerprints on his fingers would wear off against the hot inner walls. Taeseong rubbed the soft and slippery inner walls with his fingertips. Feeling that it was insufficient with just his index finger, he inserted his middle finger as well. The entrance of the hole stretched even…- 99.1 K • Completed
At seven in the evening, He Jiang returned to his rented apartment. He opened a kitchen cabinet, pulled out a pack of instant noodles, and dumped it into a pot to boil. Ten minutes later, he sat down at the table with a steaming bowl of vegetable and egg noodles. Just as he picked up his chopsticks to take a bite, he noticed something sitting in the corner of the table. A black wallet and a blue cafeteria card. He paused for a moment, then remembered. It was the wallet and meal card Xu Fanming had left…- 160.3 K • Ongoing
One year ago. When Fang Ruihan had just taken over the campus basketball team from the previous captain, the team was still called Huoyan. On the very first day of the semester, a new group of fresh faces joined the roster. A plain name and a simple shared love for basketball were all it took to bring them together. Back then, Huoyan was as ordinary as a campus basketball club could be. Rather than a tightly coordinated competitive squad, they were more like a casual interest group. They played a few…- 160.3 K • Ongoing
“Dongzi!” He Dongying had just walked out of the restroom when Mu Yuan, shouting loudly, threw himself at him, clinging onto him like a koala. He Dongying couldn’t keep his footing and fell heavily backward. “Fuck! What the hell is wrong with you?!” He Dongying struggled to push him off, but Mu Yuan clung to him tighter than an octopus’ suction cups, refusing to let go. “Dongzi! You have to save me this time! I’m in deep shit!” “Let go of me first!” He Dongying, feeling…- 147.2 K • Completed
Chapter 10: The Inchworm Bends A sharp crack of a whip pierced the air, stirring a bloody wind. The dungeon was dark and cramped. Rats scurried in the corners, and only a sliver of light leaked through a tiny window, illuminating a figure suspended by iron chains. It was a young man—face filthy, hair disheveled, body covered in bruises and lacerations. His eyes were tightly shut, as if unconscious. A barbed whip lashed his body again and again, carving bloody welts into his flesh. The torturer,…- 450.2 K • Completed
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