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The bedroom curtains were drawn, and no lights were on—only a faint glow filtered in from the living room. Meng Chuan had turned Wen Zhongyi’s wardrobe into a mess. Clothes were scattered all over the bed, and like a bird building its nest, he had piled them up into a makeshift den for himself. Shirtless, he curled up in the heap of Wen Zhongyi’s clothes, the muscles on his back sharply defined. The room was thick with the mingled scent of pheromones. Wen Zhongyi even noticed a pair of clean…- 144.9 K • Completed
- Thanks to Meng Chuan’s care, Wen Zhongyi didn’t find this snowstorm particularly hard to endure. He spent his days at home reading books, doing exercises, watering the plants, and occasionally, when the mood struck him, standing by the window to watch the heavy snow outside. Meng Chuan, on the other hand, was out early and back late every day. He had many things to deal with. Although Wen Zhongyi never pried into his work, he could always catch bits and pieces through financial news…
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Yin Liuming subconsciously took a few steps back. Right then, he suddenly felt something yanking him hard by the back of his neck, pulling him back about five or six meters and putting more space between him and the zombie, Wei Zilong. Yin Liuming gently touched his neck. There still seemed to be a lingering sensation of the chilling cold, like the touch of liquid nitrogen. Shen Lou pulled his hand back and lightly teased, "Don’t you know you should be more careful?" Yin Liuming pushed…- 110.1 K • Ongoing
- That evening, as it neared seven o'clock, five players gathered at the entrance of third senior year, Class 3. In the afternoon, they employed their old tricks again, transforming the zombies back into students as they waited for the system to randomly assign today’s lessons. Apart from that, everyone also found the flowers that had automatically jumped into their hands. Ding Pei’an had become much more subdued, no longer foolishly provoking Yin Liuming. Ignoring Yang Jiao, he stood alone in…
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- The next day, Chi Xi heard from Ning Yuanyuan about what had happened the night before, so he went out of his way to visit the third floor and see for himself. After a night had passed, the six ruffian students were still hanging on the two iron poles. They had been soaked by the rain all night and then dried by the wind. Their dyed yellow hair hung down, completely losing the arrogance they once had. Feeling relieved but also a bit worried, Chi Xi asked, “Brother Yin, should we take them down?…
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- Yin Liuming didn’t show much emotion; he just raised his eyebrow a bit. "Looks like you suspected it all along?" Yin Liuming shook his head and said, "I think the flowers could be important, but the flowers in the flowerbed downstairs aren’t necessarily students." Ning Yuanyuan furrowed her brows a little. On campus, most people were students, and flowers were everywhere in the garden, no matter the kind or number. If the flowers aren't students, then what could they be? Yin Liuming…
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- Yin Liuming made up a reason to send Chi Xi away and looked for an empty classroom so he could call Ye Qingqing. After letting Ye Qingqing out last time, he didn’t take her back to the illustration book, allowing her to hang out with the students like before. He had noticed something odd about Ye Qingqing's perception—she seemed completely unaware that she was a monster in the Nightmare Game and still thought of herself as a regular student. However, when Yin Liuming recalled and released her…
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Yan Mu bit down hard, leaving a clear tooth mark on the back of his hand and drawing blood at the corner of his mouth. As an alpha, Yan Mu was influenced by pheromones and felt equally weak at this moment. He leaned against the wall, his breath carrying a hint of dampness. Exasperated, Jiang Zhihuo raised Yan Mu's bitten hand. "If you can't control it, then bite me! Why are you biting yourself?" Yan Mu lifted his hand and touched Jiang Zhihuo's face, gently pressing his thumb against the corner of…- 369.8 K • Completed
- In the following week, without any part-time job, Jiang Zhihuo stopped skipping evening self-study sessions. After class, he joined a few members of the relay team to run laps and train together. Yan Mu, as usual, didn't allow anyone to touch him. Being a top student, he was used to being aloof. If he ever became enthusiastic one day, something would definitely be wrong with his head. The others didn't pay it much attention; after all, the lack of physical contact didn't affect training. Jiang Zhihuo…
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- Everyone introduced themselves with their class and name. Jiang Zhihuo also joined in: Jiang Zhihuo from Class 1. !!!!!! -Huo-ge!! -Oh my god, what incredible luck it is to be in a group with Huo-ge; we will definitely win! - Last year, during the relay, Huo-ge turned the tide for Class 1, making an extraordinary comeback from far behind. He’s amazing! - I'm so happy! I don't even know how I got selected, but with Huo-ge here, I feel at ease! The group chat was lively, but…
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