CHAPTERS
“The first time you saw me?” Zhou Jun repeated. The question sounded almost meaningful, but it struck him as insincere. Their first encounter had been anything but romantic, full of eavesdropping and accusations of infidelity. Their identities had clashed from the start. Zhou Jun did not believe that, in that moment, Yong Jin had been thinking about whether silk looked good on him. Outside the bathroom was the guest bedroom. A soft white bed stood in the middle of a deep blue carpet. Zhou Jun…- 152.1 K • Completed
- In the following days, Zhou Jun either arranged to go out to watch movies or enjoyed afternoon tea, or he would have dinner at the Zhou family home. One day, his sister-in-law organized a mahjong game and happened to rope him in as a player. The table was filled with ladies in cheongsams and Western dresses, wearing diamond rings and red nail polish. The women held the small tiles, calling out for wins and melds. Zhou Jun’s luck was average, and after several rounds, he lost quite a bit of…
- 152.1 K • Completed
- After a good night’s sleep, Miss Yang called him the next day. She was a female classmate he had met abroad and had just returned to the country. She was confident and easygoing, and Zhou Jun considered her a close friend. He happily accepted her invitation. Before leaving, he thought for a moment and told the housemaid, who was cleaning the house, “If any calls come in, please make sure to write them down. I’ll return the calls tonight.” The housemaid, holding a cloth, looked a bit confused.…
- 152.1 K • Completed
- The room was dimly lit. The housemaid must have come earlier, since there were still covered dishes on the table. Zhou Jun walked inside while undressing, casually changing into a robe as if no one else were present. He gestured for the other man to take a seat on the sofa while he put the dishes away in the fridge. After a moment’s thought, he called out, “Do you want ice cream?” Yong Jin declined, so Zhou Jun took out a bowl of ice cream for himself. The glass dish was filled with colorful…
- 152.1 K • Completed
- Before marrying his elder brother, Zhou Jun’s sister-in-law often wore stylish men’s suits and kept a gun at her waist. She could ride horses, and occasionally, when the mood struck her, she would pick up a pen and compose poetry on the spot. She used to say that Zhou Yan was a dream of hers. Whenever she said it, her face would light up with youthful joy. That dream had arrived without warning, and before she realized it, she had already been swept away. When they first met, Zhou Yan had been…
- 152.1 K • Completed
- The performance ended to the sound of enthusiastic applause, and Zhou Jun sat back with a rare sense of satisfaction. He was also quite full. In response to his earlier comment about needing more practice, someone brought over peanuts and sweet cakes, even lifting a cup of tea as if they were about to feed him directly. Yet the gestures held no warmth or kindness. They felt more like obligations than care, and Zhou Jun had no choice but to eat. As he kept eating, what had started out as enjoyable…
- 152.1 K • Completed
- He had assumed that whatever Yong Jin wanted to put on him in the spur of the moment would be for his hand, but to his surprise, it was something tied around his ankle. A russet-colored braided cord, with a cool, jade-green bead dangling from it. As it swayed against his ankle, he glanced at the design and, for a brief moment, it felt like a large snake had shrunk into a smaller one, winding its way around his leg. It was clearly the same style as a whip, though meant for a different purpose. Once his…
- 152.1 K • Completed
Hungarian Grand Prix Budapest, Hungaroring The moment two cars entered the corner side by side, the car that had taken the inside of the track line collided with the car on its outside. At the same time, the car that was hit lifted into the air and then overturned, scattering sharp debris across the track. The accident happened so instantaneously, without a moment to prepare for anything, that a complete silence fell over the garage. — Harry, are you okay? The broadcast, which would…- 165.2 K • Completed
I pulled myself together, feeling like I might get swept away by Woo Seonrim. I had no intention of tying Woo Seonrim down just for myself. To monopolize Woo Seonrim's music. That was close to a sin. I wanted to persuade Woo Seonrim one way or another and show him to the world. It felt as if studying business, which I had no interest in, and taking on the position of executive director at an agency was all God's plan for this day. Even though I didn't have a shred of faith. That's how much of a sense of…- 171.7 K • Ongoing
- "I knew it. What kind of music could a punk like you possibly make." That was the first thing I heard when I said I was quitting the piano. "Father. To be precise, I'm not the punk, but the punk's punk." Talking back, knowing I would get beaten for it, has been a habit of mine since childhood. "You son of a bitch." An ashtray came flying immediately, and blood started trickling down from the very center of my forehead. Drip. I stuck my tongue out slightly and licked the falling drop of…
- 171.7 K • Ongoing
- Previous 1 … 686 687 688 … 986 Next
