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Flying Birds
After two months of summer vacation, Gu Xue carried her luggage and arrived at the door of Huayang Junior High School! Watching people coming and going in this school, which is much larger than an elementary school, this is my first time living outside! Take your things and go in. You will find your name on the notice board at the corner. The dormitory of Class 3, Grade 1, is in girls dormitory 405 and 406. While walking and searching, I finally saw the girls' dormitory building in the back and
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Defeat Him with the Impossible Direct Charm Technique
Luo Niao Niao came here through a book, and has just been bound to the strategy system. She has only one mission: to capture Gu Yanzhou, the top prince in Beijing. The system was still pushing strategy tutorials endlessly in my mind, about how to create a chance encounter, show weakness, and gain favor step by step, which made Luo Luo's head curl up. She pulled out the one-time mental charm technique she had redeemed for completing the novice mission before, with a trace of laziness flashing in
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Skylark Terrace
The Mo Group could not have reached this point without the support of everyone here, let alone the blessings of the ancestors of the Mo family—— When he mentioned the words "ancestors and ancestors", he caught a glimpse of the security captain squeezing in from the side door. He is a veteran, and he usually doesn't panic when the sky falls. The expression on his face at this moment was like seeing a ghost. He held up his mobile phone and gestured desperately towards Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan paused for a
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Do You Miss Him or Me?
The late summer rain always brought a bit of sticky heat. Tang Siyue stood under the sycamore tree holding an umbrella and saw the boy in the blue and white school uniform for the third time. It was at the gate of No. 1 Middle School, and the crowd after school was like a faucet that had been turned on. A young man carrying a half-worn backpack mingled among them, and his profile was cut into a thin silhouette by the setting sun. At that moment, Tang Siyue almost held her breath - the curvature
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Deep Sleep
The afternoon sun filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting warm spots on my eyelids. I curled up on the sofa and took a nap, my breathing gradually slowed down, and my consciousness seemed to be covered by warm water, falling little by little. Suddenly, the chirping of cicadas and the buzzing of the air conditioner in my ears receded, replaced by a silence wrapped in silk. I opened my eyes and found myself standing in a room covered with bright red silk and satin. The figure reflected
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