CHAPTERS
Yesterday, Qin Yan came home very late. After taking a shower, he lay in bed tossing and turning, replaying the moment when that bowl of wontons had fallen to the floor—over and over in his head. He couldn’t sleep at all. Some inexplicable feeling stirred in his chest. He got up and lit an incense stick for Zhou Shurong, then used the twisting pattern of the smoke to judge that Zhou Shurong wasn’t at home. His mind shifted focus. He started thinking about where Zhou Shurong might have…- 132.6 K • Completed
- Zhou Shurong’s tool-person had good instincts and managed to escape just in time. Before the hospital was sealed off, he slipped out and brushed past a crowd of people. From within the shadows, Zhou Shurong could see what was happening outside. Then, in the midst of that crowd, he spotted a familiar face. —Ah Ling. That woman was still as pale and frail as ever, but her spirit had improved. There was a resolute, hopeful glimmer in her eyes. It caught Zhou Shurong off guard—she actually…
- 132.6 K • Completed
Lu Zhengming lounged lazily in his dining chair, stark naked, refusing to let Yin Yan put on any clothes either. The latter was busy at the kitchen counter. His gaze clung to Yin Yan the entire time. He found that back view stunning from every angle. Whether standing like now or lying down as he had just moments ago. There were traces of training in that physique, but it hadn’t been sculpted with obsessive fat-cutting. It was firm enough, yet the lines weren’t harsh. Lu Zhengming recalled the way…- 136.3 K • Ongoing
- 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…
- 132.6 K • Completed
- "Who’s your girlfriend?" Lu Zhengming pressed his face against Yin Yan's neck, inhaling the warm, slightly dizzying scent of his skin. "Who’s your girlfriend…" He asked the same question again and again, sticking to his lips, kissing him a little and then asking again, the faint smell of chocolate lingering there. When they had just parked and unbuckled their seatbelts, Lu Zhengming felt the box in his pocket. He casually pulled it out and handed it to Yin Yan. "I have a gift…
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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…
- 132.6 K • Completed
- The French old man hired for the job was originally named Pierre, but he insisted that people call him Pedro with a Spanish pronunciation, because his mother was Spanish and he was a big fan of the Spanish director Pedro Almodóvar. Pedro said he liked the intense kind of passion in The Law of Desire… He thought for a moment and used an English word: "passion." How do you say it in Chinese?" "激情." (Passion.) Lu Zhengming didn't quite understand how someone of his age could have so much…
- 136.3 K • Ongoing
- In the narrow room, the woman lifted her face and stared motionlessly at the tall window. The moment she woke up, she realized she had been placed under house arrest. She’d screamed all sorts of hysterical things— “Where’s the evidence? How can you detain me without proof?” “What about procedure? You can’t just arrest someone like this!” “Isn’t there any law? Let me out!” “Please—” But gradually, she became exhausted. No one responded to her. No one came…
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- When winter arrived, the department called everyone in for a meeting again. A few years ago, a student from the Printmaking Department had rented a house in a city village without heating. They used honeycomb coal for warmth and died from carbon monoxide poisoning. So, every year at this time, the school would crack down on off-campus rentals. The Oil Painting Department had always been a major trouble spot for violations. You can’t really blame the students; their works took up so much space. A…
- 136.3 K • Ongoing
- After Qin Yan and Zhou Langxing came back, they caught the third group’s guzheng performance. The little kids in the audience swayed their heads, almost everyone was seriously immersed. Qin Yan stood in the shade of a tree and spotted the chubby kid from his class secretly munching on chips. The event lasted nearly two hours, with a break in between since kids can’t sit still for long. Later, some of the children went to look for their parents, the line between adults and little ones blurred, and…
- 132.6 K • Completed
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