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Nod, nod.Thinking of that moment eased Jiho’s mood a little.When he relaxed and gave a small nod, Dojin let out a soft, almost disbelieving laugh and hooked his pinky finger around Jiho’s. “There. Now I can go, right? Head on over now.” With things seemingly settled, Park Gitae—who had been standing off to the side—stepped up again and held his hand out toward Jiho. It was clear he wanted Jiho to take it. But Jiho had no desire to make contact with him. ‘This is just a dream……- 289.6 K • Completed
- “Sniff… snff…” Jiho had just barely managed to stop crying when it happened. The comforting strokes from Dojin’s hand slowed—then came to a stop. “Are you done crying now?” Dojin’s low voice brushed against Jiho’s ear. Jiho nodded, then timidly burrowed deeper into Dojin’s chest, afraid he’d be pushed away. “W-wait a second…” Flustered, Dojin placed his hands on Jiho’s shoulders to gently push him back. But then—he flinched, freezing in…
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- ‘Uh…’ Jiho’s face turned pale as he spotted Baek Dojin amidst the crowd. Baek Dojin’s condition looked far worse than Jiho had expected. ‘The blood…’ There was a gaping hole in the middle of Baek Dojin’s abdomen—larger than both of Jiho’s fists put together. Thick gauze soaked in blood had been bunched up to fill the wound, but even that didn’t seem enough to stop the bleeding. Not only his clothes and skin but even the navy-blue gem on the necklace he always wore…
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- Esper Containment Facility for Out-of-Control Risk Level Espers – Underground Bunker Entrance “Hey! Stop him! Stop him!” “U-ugh, ugh…!” “I told you, you can’t! If you go in there and Baek Dojin loses control, that’s the end for you too, Guide Seo! The end!” “Mmmgh…!” “Ah, seriously!” A commotion broke out in the usually quiet place. At the center of it all was Team 1 guide and Grade A Guide, Seo Jiho. Trying to hold him back were his captain and…
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- “Tap, tap, tap…” Qin Yan sat on the sofa, drenched. The room was dark, with only a faint trace of light from outside the window. He vaguely heard a sound—perhaps water dripping from his pant leg onto the floor. He stared at the television. Inside the screen, a dark, indistinct figure was staring back at him in a daze. He no longer seemed to recognize who that was. Strands of wet hair clung to his face. His pale skin looked as if it had been soaked in cold water for a long time. His…
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- Though the two brothers had a good relationship, they couldn’t help but constantly compete with each other. Some say that the rivalry between twins begins in the womb. Whatever matters to Zhou Shurong, Zhou Langxing can’t help but care about as well. No matter how well Zhou Shurong hides it, Zhou Langxing can always find out. That day… When people are in love, they may not notice it themselves, but others can easily tell. On their first date, Zhou Shurong dressed like a crane— Zhou…
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- Not sure what time it was. The room was extremely dark. The moon was being lazy, having already disappeared before the end of its shift, hiding somewhere out of sight. The night was still, and Qin Yan sat on the bed, dazed for a long while. He couldn’t hear a single sound; even the bugs on the trees were asleep. The wind had stopped, the electricity was out, and the fan had long since stopped spinning. That dream, he remembered it clearly. Frame by frame, as if someone were playing a…
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- Qin Yan looked at the mirror. After attending the funeral yesterday, he came back feeling dazed, without changing his clothes, eating, bathing, or sleeping. By the next morning, the consequences had fully shown. Even Qin Yan was disgusted with his disheveled appearance. He took off his clothes, sniffed them, and wrinkled his nose. Having just been close to Zhou Langxing, he might have smelled it, but Zhou Langxing, kindly, did not change his expression. This outfit, which had been worn to a…
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- Qin Yan turned on the living room lights and then the air conditioner. He suddenly noticed the tie forgotten on the sofa. He picked it up and laid it flat on the small coffee table, slowly smoothing it out with his fingers… It was useless, it would need an iron. As he thought about this, he unintentionally wrapped the tie around his injured finger. Wrapped tightly, it became a “black finger.” He tilted his head and looked at it, finding it quite interesting, muttering to himself, “It looks…
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- In the middle of the night, Qin Yan developed a fever and lost consciousness. The illness, which had been lurking in his body since he returned from the funeral two days ago, finally surfaced. In the dim room, on the crimson bedsheets, the young man was trapped in a nightmare. His body shook in waves, and his lips trembled like a fish stranded on shore, sweat pouring out in a thin, glistening layer. He tossed and turned, his arms clutching the pile of clothes on the bed, his fingers splayed out as…
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