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102 他 He Was Taken Advantage Of Soft Strawberry CubsModern Romance246k Wordscompleted 10.5kReads7.8Score2.2kShelves

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A two-way redemption campus novel. The male protagonist is a wild and unclean school bully. He becomes good after being redeemed by the female protagonist, but later becomes evil because of the female protagonist.

105 向 Born Towards the Sun Li XiangxiangUrban1.0M Wordscompleted 157.6kReads9.6Score22kShelves

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Smoke and light on the rooftop The first time Chen Ye noticed Su Nian was the day she was blocked behind the teaching building by several girls. She squatted on the ground holding her schoolbag, her school uniform skirt was stained with dust, but she tightly protected the picture folder in her arms, like a frightened little animal. He leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth and watched the girls pulling her hair. It wasn't until the folder fell to the ground and the scattered drawings were swept away by the wind that he slowly put out the cigarette and said, "That's almost it." The girls left cursing. Su Nian got up and picked up the drawing. His fingers were scratched by broken glass and bled, but he didn't say anything. Chen Ye frowned, took out a band-aid from his school uniform pocket and threw it over. When he turned around, he heard her whisper, "Thank you." Later, Mr. Chen Ye bumped into her on the rooftop. She sat next to the water tank and drew, and the pencil rustled on the sketchbook. All the drawings were of him - the silhouette leaning on the railing smoking, leaning against the corner and taking a nap, and even once he had a fight with someone, and he looked embarrassed with blood on the corner of his mouth. "Peeping at me?" He grabbed the sketchbook, but was stunned when he turned to the last page. There was a drawing of a smiling little boy on that page, with "Chen Ye, seven years old" written next to it. Su Nian's voice was very soft: "I saw you when you were a child. Your painting of sunflowers won an award at a community art exhibition." Chen Ye clenched his fists fiercely. That was before his father passed away and his mother remarried. After school on Friday, those girls blocked Su Nian again. This time Chen Ye didn't talk nonsense and punched the leading girl in the face. He always fights fiercely, his fists making noise, and he doesn't stop until the other party cries and begs for mercy. Su Nian tugged at the corner of his clothes, her fingertips trembling violently: "Stop fighting, you will be expelled." He shook her hand away, and the blood from his forehead dripped on her picture folder. "Stay away from me," he growled, "I don't deserve to be painted by you." Su Nian suddenly stood on tiptoe and wiped his wound with a tissue. Her movements were very light, with a faint smell of turpentine: "You are not a bad person." She opened the album, and the latest page showed a field of sunflowers, with a small figure hidden in the corner. "You just forgot how to bask in the sun." After that day, Chen Ye smoked less. He began to wait for Su Nian on the rooftop, and would awkwardly hand over a bottle of warm water while watching her paint. One time when she fell asleep after being tired from painting, he took off his school uniform and covered her, while he squatted next to her and watched the sunset dye her eyelashes golden. On the day of the graduation ceremony, Su Nian gave the album to Chen Ye. There was an admission notice on the last page, which was exactly the same as the one in his hand. There were two pear circles in her smile: "I heard that the sunflowers bloom best in that university." Chen Ye touched the sunflowers on the painting folder and suddenly remembered that he was like this when he was seven years old, holding the drawing paper and waiting for his father to praise him. It turns out that there is some light, and if you go round and round, you will always find the lost person.