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The landlord called. Turns out the building’s circuits were fried. He’d send an electrician tomorrow. Under the circumstances, Ling Yan reluctantly agreed to sleep on the pillow next to mine for the night. "So, you are afraid of ghosts?" I asked again, hiding under the quilt. He shot me a proud, wounded look, huffed "Go to sleep," and burrowed in deeper. When the landlord brought a repairman the next morning, I had to smuggle Ling Yan to school in my largest backpack, leaving a little gap so…-
9.6 K • Ongoing
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After school, I got ambushed on my usual route by a notorious bully. My heart ached as I fished out my last two hundred yuan, the exact money I’d scrimped and saved for cat fish oil. The bully grabbed my chin, sneering at my show of helplessness. "Acting pitiful doesn’t work on me." "Okay, okay," I smiled nervously, slyly sliding the bills back into my pocket. He spotted it, snorted, and let go. "You’re only with Rui Chen for his money, aren’t you?" For his money? It felt like a cold…
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9.6 K • Ongoing
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He stretched luxuriantly and curled up in my backpack again. Sitting next to him, I asked, "Why did you do that just now?" "What do you mean?" He didn’t even look at me, eyes already drifting shut in mock sleep. I pressed tentatively, "You taught Rui Chen a lesson." He finally opened his eyes, crystal bright. "Why would I bother with some worthless human?" Exactly. Rui Chen and the others had nothing to do with him, he was a centuries-old spirit, untouched by our little dramas. But deep…
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9.6 K • Ongoing
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"Yuxin, want to go to the grocery store after class?" my best friend Xiaomei asked as we tossed our books into our bags at Minghai High. "Nope, nope," I replied without hesitation, not bothering to look up as I packed away my pencils. "But the shop owner just adopted a new kitten, a little cream ball," Xiaomei pleaded, knowing all too well my weakness for anything soft and furry. But this time, she miscalculated. "You go ahead, I’ve really got something to do," I explained, clutching my bag a…
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9.6 K • Ongoing
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Two years swept by. Our daughter obtained her trial medicine at last. She placed it in my trembling hands. "Mom, give this to Dad. Don’t dismiss it again. If you won’t do it for him, do it for me." I swallowed my doubts. But when she was gone, I kept doing as I had always done building him a new memory. "Do you remember?" I said, voice light as I knitted, weaving stories. "You and Yulan studied together once. A single sweet potato, you split in halves. One bite hers, one bite yours." I…-
9.3 K • Completed
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Later, the truth revealed. My mother had drugged the soup. She had summoned Yan Ming, hoping to force him into a trap with me, to seal our futures together. But fate twisted. Yan Ming never came. It was Shen Weilin who walked through that door. So the scandal was born. I was on the floor, wrapped in shame, when my mother dragged me before Madam Shen to beg forgiveness. "Please, we seek no restitution. I will take my daughter and leave the Shen household." Madam Shen pressed her temples,…
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9.3 K • Completed
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Years later, life moved as if sleepwalking. One weekend, our daughter returned home. Bright and determined, she had gone into geriatric medical research. Alzheimer’s was one of her chosen studies. Her mentor, an expert in the field, had told her new drug trials were beginning. "Mom, when I get access to the trial, Dad will be one of the first patients," she promised, eyes fierce. That day, she placed a framed wedding portrait of Shen Weilin and Zhao Yulan in our living room. Their youth was…
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9.3 K • Completed
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In a haze of panic, I hatched a reckless plan. Only one way to kill Yan Ming’s longing completely. I would elope with him. If I left with him, then perhaps sun could return to sun, moon to moon, and wild grass could surrender itself to the wilderness again. That night, storm clouds gathered, thunder grumbling from the heavens. I tidied Shen Weilin’s books one last time, hands shaking with final duty. He sat by the window, for once not reading, simply watching me with unreadable eyes.…
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9.3 K • Completed
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The last thing I heard was Shen Weilin’s calm, steady voice: "Ying, don’t be afraid." The men dragged us into a rickety shack on the edge of the fields and threw me roughly to the ground, slamming the door. Darkness smothered the space no windows, no cracks, no escape. Shen Weilin quickly shifted closer, his voice steady, though I could feel his pulse racing. "Are you hurt?" I shook my head. "Don’t be afraid," he said firmly, placing himself beside me, close enough that I could feel the…
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9.3 K • Completed
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My vision blurred, tears soaking the thin paper. Outside, I heard his voice: "Ying, can you bring me something?" I quickly wiped my cheeks, stepped out, and answered with a practiced calm. He glanced at me eyes faraway, perhaps unaware of their own depth. Then, suddenly, he murmured a line I thought lost forever: "Do you want to see my flowers? They’ve bloomed beautifully today." Twenty-five years. Twenty-five years he had used that same sentence whenever my sadness overtook me. My…
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9.3 K • Completed
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