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Dead Broke Chapter 2
A wave of burning seared through my forehead, and then total darkness swallowed me. "Welcome back." The familiar voice of the Netherworld receptionist echoed when I staggered back into the smokey Service Hall. My legs wobbled, drained. Had that really happened? I croaked, "Why didn't I get any of the money? Everyone burned so much for me, but none of it got through." The assistant, arms crossed, tilted her head. "There are many reasons. Maybe they spoke the wrong name when burning. Maybe…-
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Dead Broke Chapter 1
One year in the Underworld felt like ten in the living world. But at last, through working countless underpaid, backbreaking jobs, I managed to save enough ghost coins for something life changing: a Dream-Visitation Service. At the counter of the Netherworld Dream Service Department, a chipper assistant with sharp red-streaked hair grinned while promoting their packages. "Dear customer, big sale today. We have the deluxe visitation for eighty-eight million, the premium for eight point eight million,…-
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Dead Broke
All my life I built a legendary reputation, but after death, not a single sheet of came my way. After slaving away in the for a whole year, I finally scraped together all my ghostly wages just to buy a chance to send myself into someone’s dream. But here’s the catch it only let me choose my worst enemy from when I was alive. -
He left me an address. Told me to wait there. A cabin in a forest valley. Sparse. A bed, a table. The faint smell of pine. On the table, roses. Black roses. Dark, velvety, rich as spilled wine. They reminded me of him when I first saw him: a black rose in Armani, sharp-featured, languid, with women fluttering around him. A cream card lay among them, his handwriting:"To my little jasmine." Pinned beneath was a note in the flower shop girl’s hand:"I saw you on the news. Was she the one you…-
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Another year passed. In that year, Zhao Yichen burned every hour, every heartbeat, feeding evidence to police, fueling investigations, stoking fire. The system resisted. Zhuxin’s networks ran deep. Arrests mounted. Scandals broke. But power still rooted itself. And one shadow lingered: Wang Yue. Wang Sheng’s cousin. Declared missing. No report ever found him. Yichen never spoke of it. Silence was its own confession. Then came the day Wang Sheng, shielded by bribes and influence, walked…
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Not all grief is loud. Yichen’s grief was sharp and lucid, the kind that slices open quietly over years. At first, after my death, I told myself I’d stay beside him for a while, then let go. I thought if I watched him throw himself into workninto his new company I could leave content, knowing he’d survive. But every night I drifted above him, I saw the truth. His insomnia. The pills beside his pillow. His chest clenched with pain as if it would tear itself free. His life didn’t continue.…
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Sleepwalking Into You Chapter 3
Outside, our roommates argued lazily over video game ranks, their voices audible through the thin walls. But here inside this cramped space with Yichen’s arms bracketing me against the sink, breath ghosting warm against my skin it felt like a cage of heat and danger. Too close. Too intimate. My throat bobbed nervously before I forced a weak chuckle. "You’re imagining things. Brothers can help each other with this kind of stuff. It’s not weird." One brow arched. "Then why drag me in here?…-
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I was an orphan. No parents. No relatives. The police couldn’t find anyone else to claim my body. In the end, it was Yichen who signed the papers, Yichen who stood in that freezing morgue peeling back the sheet from my corpse. He didn’t cry. Not once. Instead, he touched my nose lightly with his finger and whispered, almost amused,"I wonder if you think this end was worth it." Even then, so calm. Too calm. He told the officers everything about me, my favorite color, my profession, the star…
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When I died, Zhao Yichen was busy flirting with the owner of a flower shop. For that ridiculous betrayal, I haunted him for three years. Every time I revealed myself and scared off another girl he dragged home, it never failed. The girl would clutch her purse, trembling, and whisper:"Your place is haunted." Yichen never flinched. He only smirked, tilting his head in that lazy way of his, and replied:"Yeah. Haunted by a beautiful ghost." The girl screamed, called him insane, and bolted for the…
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Sleepwalking Into You
I have sleepwalking disorder. Every single night, right on time, I climb into the bed of my cold and aloof roommate. - Previous 1 … 3 4
