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The people on the TV were laughing loudly. Upstairs, the couple dreaming of their son’s bright future were in the middle of a fight. The reason? They had found a love letter in their son’s schoolbag. They were shouting, throwing things, and the whole place was filled with the sound of crashing and banging. Zhou Shurong didn’t hear the middle schooler’s voice—probably standing there with his head down, silently enduring the scolding. Next door, someone was doing laundry, the washing machine…- 132.6 K • Completed
- On his way downstairs to take out the trash, Zhou Shurong stopped by a shop selling incense and paper money. He found Ah Ling’s phone and used her fingerprint to pay—money was no longer an issue. Keeping his promise, he bought incense and candles for the infant ghost, letting her cling to them as she "ate." The next afternoon at five, Zhou Shurong received a call from Yongliang, who had just gotten off the train. Coolly, Zhou rattled off an address—a fast-food joint near the neighborhood. He…
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- If they were all ordinary people, Zhou Shurong could’ve just shoved the wailing child into Qin Yan’s arms to calm her down. He could’ve even fed her something. Or if he wanted to be cold, he could’ve simply tossed her outside and shut the door. If only—if only they weren’t ghosts. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Qin Yan couldn’t see them. He couldn’t even touch them. And Zhou Shurong couldn’t pick up any of the incense either. Even if they threw the baby ghost…
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- When Zhou Langxing walked closer to Qin Yan, he caught a whiff of that fresh floral-fruity scent that comes after a shower—wrapped in damp heat, it rushed toward him, reckless and heady. Qin Yan had only just finished bathing. Droplets of water still clung to his warm skin, not yet fully dried. Zhou Langxing’s gaze flicked up—he caught sight of a droplet sliding slowly from Qin Yan’s ear, tracing the curve of his neck and down to his collarbone. His ears flushed red, and he quickly forced his…
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- Qin Yan’s heart was beating. Thump—thump—thump— As long as he remained among the living, his heart would keep beating forever. Zhou Shurong leaned over his chest, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, his voice still husky and slow: “Your heart rate’s going up.” Zhou Langxing made an excellent soup. He had learned how to warm the water slowly, cooking the frog without it even realizing—Qin Yan had unknowingly started to like him. Zhou Shurong admitted it—he…
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- They arrived to the first floor. But the elevator doors didn’t open. Zhou Langxing froze for a second and reached out to press the open button. The doors didn’t budge. “Huh?” Zhou Shurong raised his pale face. “Is this because of me?” Zhou Langxing kept his composure and pressed the open button again. Still nothing. Zhou Shurong said, “Ah, the elevator’s broken. Press the emergency alarm.” He withdrew from Zhou Langxing’s body—no need to make things worse at a time…
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- Qin Yan spent the entire afternoon distracted, constantly thinking about Ah Ling. When a man thinks about a woman, it’s nothing but love. He refuted in his mind, “No, I don’t like her. She’s not tall, not pretty, her face has freckles, and her skin is as pale as a ghost. Most importantly, I don’t like women. There’s already someone in my heart.” He just felt that there was a huge secret hidden within that woman. Qin Yan wasn’t a curious person, but at this moment, he was like…
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- The first time Qin Yan visited Zhou Shurong’s room was after his death, to offer incense. The servant quickly opened the door but didn’t turn on the light. Instead, she told him to wait a moment, as she needed to get the incense and the lamp. “Lamp? Is there some special reason?” Qin Yan asked sincerely. “The light in the room is broken, and Mr. Zhou doesn’t want strangers to enter the eldest son’s room. It hasn’t been fixed yet,” the servant explained quickly, before hurrying…
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- “You’re leaving?” “Now that your leg’s healed, how about a drink before you go?” “Strange—going all Zen on us? Come back and party with us till dawn… You’re really leaving? Lame!” As it neared 11 p.m., Zhou Langxing’s plan to sneak out was discovered by his friends. He managed to get away after drinking a glass of alcohol. Squeezing through the dance floor, his clothes and hair were a mess, and someone had even yanked off his cross necklace. Qin Yan was right not to…
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- Zhou Shurong followed Qin Yan home and watched as he yawned and walked into the bathroom. Then, Zhou turned and went off to find Zhou Langxing. Zhou Langxing had neither gone home nor returned to the bar. After Qin Yan left in the car, he found a nearby hotel and checked in. Following that faint wisp of yin energy, Zhou Shurong twisted and turned through the corridors until he stood glaring at the door in front of him. The signal was coming from inside. Pressing his ear to the door, he vaguely…
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