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Yan Anqing slept soundly. When he woke up in the morning, the other half of the bed was empty. Only the white tank top in his hand remained. He walked to the living room. Chu Baiyan was still asleep on the sofa. The blanket still only covered his stomach, and his upper body was completely bare. His muscles were tight and refined, and every line looked as beautiful as a Greek sculpture. The man still asleep had handsome features and deep outlines. Even without the long fishtail, he was dazzling enough…- 98.2 K • Completed
- “Really?” Yan Anqing’s eyes lit up. Grandma often praised him, but Chu Baiyan’s praise made him even happier. “Of course it’s true. If it were me, I might’ve fought them.” Afraid he wouldn’t believe him, Chu Baiyan started talking about his own past. “My mom died not long after my college entrance exams. She didn’t even live to see me get the admission notice. Before she died, she transferred the house to my name.” He had never told anyone about this. He only wanted to tell…
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- At five in the afternoon, the final show ended. After showering and changing, Chu Baiyan picked up his fishtail and went to the parking lot to drive to a commercial performance scheduled for eight that night. The fishtail looked light and elegant underwater, but it was actually heavy. With the fins, fabric, and all the attached decorations, it weighed about five kilograms. Since he often took private gigs and had to bring his own fishtail, carrying it by hand wasn’t practical. To make work easier, he…
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- The nonstop screaming emptied the air from his lungs. The unbearable collapse needed an outlet. When the burst of emotion finally drained out, Yan Anqing felt the pain in his throat. It felt as if his voice had torn his throat apart. After high school, he had rarely lost control of his emotions. But when he saw the murky tank and the red starfish being lifted out, his mind ignited like a powder keg. “How do you clean this tank?” Chu Baiyan asked after settling the starfish. “With the water…
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- That family must have just come back from the ocean park. There was not only the aquarium but also a water park there. The older boy looked about seven or eight, holding a long toy water gun. The younger girl looked about five or six, clutching a bag of biscuits and eating as she walked. At first, both children stayed within Yan Anqing’s sight. They touched a few cups and poked at some ceramic figures. After a while, they ran off somewhere out of view. The couple at the counter had picked what…
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- The pottery wheel stopped. Yan Anqing lowered his eyes and looked at the arm looped around him. It was longer than his own, with solid forearms and much larger hands. He used a scraper to trim the cup body that Chu Baiyan had made, then used the leftover clay to shape a handle. “When it dries, it can be painted.” Yan Anqing stood up and placed the cup on the rack used for drying the clay. “Do you want to make another one?” He thought Chu Baiyan still needed more practice before he could…
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- The warmth from Yan Anqing’s palm passed through his skin into Chu Baiyan’s body. He stopped moving and let him hold his wrist, while his free hand took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. The downstairs neighbor was a young man too. When Chu Baiyan went in to take photos, Yan Anqing waited by the door. After taking the photos, they rode the elevator down together. This time the elevator was empty, and Yan Anqing’s expression relaxed. The cat in the bushes was nowhere to be seen. Chu…
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- Yan Anqing’s mother once complained that Grandma spoiled him too much, and Grandma didn’t argue, because it was true. People always forget their pain after healing. After remarrying, Yan Anqing’s mother had a happy life, and her younger son was a normal child. Over time, she forgot what she had gone through before. Her other grandson had parents and grandparents who loved him. He didn’t need her love. But Yan Anqing only had her and Grandpa. How could she not spoil him? Only she understood…
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- The words on Chu Baiyan’s tongue were forced back down his throat. Since elementary school, not even his own mother had washed his underwear. Yet Yan Anqing said it calmly, as if it was the most natural thing to do. His feelings were complicated. At first, he only felt a little embarrassed that Yan Anqing had washed his clothes. But those two words, “hand washed,” added something private and intimate that made it feel different. Chu Baiyan didn’t even know how he had started getting along…
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- After finishing his last afternoon performance, Chu Baiyan walked straight through the underground passage to head back. He didn’t have any gigs that night, so he had parked the car in the underground garage and come to work on foot. That saved him the trouble of parking the car back at the apartment complex and then walking out again after work. Coming up from the passage exit, there was a fresh produce shop from the residential area right along the road to “Starfish Pottery.” Chu Baiyan stopped…
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