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Shen Mo took a deep breath and picked up the high school graduation photo again for comparison. This time, he examined it carefully, studying each face one by one. Eventually, he found a familiar face in the second row behind him. It was indeed a classmate from high school. If that person wasn’t Zhou Yang, then why were they so deeply intertwined? And if that person was Zhou Yang… That would be even more terrifying. Shen Mo sat frozen in the chair. Outside, spring light poured through the…- 75.6 K • Completed
- Shen Mo’s right hand had recovered well. After several months of rehabilitation, it no longer affected his daily life. Only when he held a pen did it still tremble slightly. The doctor said it was a psychological issue and that with more practice, it would gradually go away. Even his inability to recognize faces had improved. He could now tell the two assistants apart, although the man still insisted on bringing him to the hospital for regular checkups. Since the New Year, the man had not gone back…
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- Shen Mo was kissed until he could barely breathe. His back pressed against the cold kitchen counter. His hands clung to the man’s shoulders, feeling the heat radiating from the body beneath the thin shirt. Their lips and tongues tangled together, and Shen Mo felt like he was about to catch fire. At that moment, he could not even remember his own name, let alone the other’s. Only when his lungs were about to give out did Shen Mo manage to pull back slightly. The man followed immediately, but his…
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- Shen Mo didn’t know how long he had been asleep. When he opened his eyes, he instinctively looked around for the man, then realized he was in the bedroom, lying in bed alone. The living room was quiet. The lights had long been turned off. Through the faint moonlight, he could make out the silhouette of the man sleeping on the sofa. His breathing was steady. He looked like he was asleep. Shen Mo sat there dazed for a while. He raised a hand and touched his temple. That spot still seemed to carry a…
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- The man kept his word. He quickly arranged for the best hospital and the top specialists. Shen Mo quit his supermarket job and began making frequent trips to the hospital again. After the specialist consultation, the conclusion was that his hand would need another surgery. Shen Mo wasn’t particularly afraid. With how advanced medicine was nowadays, a minor surgery like this was nothing to worry about. In fact, it was Zhou Yang who seemed more nervous than him. Of course, he didn’t show it…
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- Shen Mo realized he had lost composure. He wiped his face messily with his hand and tried to cover it up. "I think I slept too much this afternoon…" The man gave him a long, deep look. His eyes were so dark, it was impossible to read his emotions. After a while, he bent down, picked up the last brush, and placed it back into Shen Mo's hand. Shen Mo’s fingers curled involuntarily. He managed to hold the brush, but the pain made his face go pale. He called out softly, like pleading. "Zhou…
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- Shen Mo really did sleep well that night. When he woke up the next morning, the man was still asleep on the sofa. One leg was propped up, the other hanging down to the floor. The blanket only covered him up to the waist, and his shirt was all wrinkled. Shen Mo then noticed he hadn’t changed into pajamas and had just made do like that for the night. Afraid of waking him, Shen Mo tiptoed into the kitchen. His right hand still hadn’t fully healed, so he wasn’t very dexterous, but he still managed…
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- After being caught in the rain all day, Shen Mo came down with a fever that night. He burned up with confusion and delirium, vaguely aware that a doctor had come to his home to give him a fever-reducing shot. In his fevered sleep, he kept calling Zhou Yang’s name. He remembered there had been a day like this before, when he called for Zhou Yang again and again, but Zhou Yang never showed up. This time, though, someone was sitting at the edge of the bed, holding his hand tightly. Shen Mo was weak…
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- The man paused for a moment, then said, "I'm not Zhou Yang." Shen Mo blinked and looked at him carefully. "If you're not Zhou Yang, then who are you?" As he spoke, he pulled the man into the room. The place hadn't been cleaned in days. It was filthy and messy everywhere. Shen Mo rushed about, trying to tidy up, and finally cleared a small space where someone could sit. "You said you'd only be gone for a few days. Why did it take you so long to come back?" But where had he gone? How long had it…
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- "Back to your room?" "Yes." "Let’s have dinner together tonight." Ji Mingxuan said it as a statement, the same tone he always used. Whether they were pretending to be lovers or had broken up, it was always up to him to decide. But this time, Shen Mo didn’t follow his lead. "I’m going to paint tonight in my room. You know how it is. When inspiration hits, the worst thing is being interrupted." Ji Mingxuan nodded in understanding. "Then tomorrow." Shen Mo replied, "Alright, let’s talk…
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