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1. 51 向 Born to Follow the Sun 向阳而生 Li Xiangxiang李想想Urban1.0M WordsCompleted [A new book from a veteran author] [Daily life] [Romance] [A little heartbreak, then overwhelmingly sweet] He Zhicheng gave his son He Shu a perfect demonstration of what a scumbag looked like, leaving He Shu terrified of marriage before he was even an adult. The little tree, withered before it had even grown, was chased by another stubborn little sprout who kept urging him to stand tall. Well, maybe it takes going through all that pain to appreciate the happiness of an ordinary life. Life comes 128kReads9.6Score14.3k14d adds
2. 52 见 Meeting Summer 见夏天 As Always, An'an安安如故Modern Romance254k WordsCompleted Xia Linxi x Tang Yu Xia Linxi is a sophomore with excellent grades and impeccable conduct. Tang Yu is a carefree bar singer. They’re worlds apart, with nothing in common. No one could have imagined that one day the two of them would end up together. In a dark alley, Xia Linxi saw Tang Yu locked in an intimate embrace with a strange woman, but she simply left in silence. She believed the man before her was nothing like the womanizing facade he showed the world. She saw right through him at a glan 1.4kReads8.5Score29514d adds

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   The morning sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the bedroom floor. Xia Linxi frowned, her eyelashes fluttering, but she forced herself to open her eyes, fighting off sleepiness. The alarm hadn't gone off yet, but her biological clock was more precise than any machine. She habitually glanced at her desk first; the first page of her open schedule was overflowing with dense handwriting from the "Today's To-Do" section. Fifty English words for the postgraduate entrance exam, reviewing Chapter Three of her major course, preparing her speech for the afternoon group discussion, and attending that lecture on "University Students' Career Planning" in the evening… The day had barely begun, yet it was already silently crammed full, tightly packed, suffocating her. Half of her university life was already over. This thought brushed against her heart like a feather, bringing a barely perceptible emptiness. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked out the window. The dense camphor tree leaves were almost transparent in the sunlight, their greenness surging, but as she looked, that familiar, inexplicable sense of loss quietly crept in again. Lately, this feeling had become increasingly intense. It felt like a small part of her chest had collapsed—not painful, but never quite filling. She was busy, "fulfilled," running smoothly along a set track, yet she felt…something was missing. What exactly was missing? She didn't know. Perhaps it was a aimless breeze, a sudden adventure, or simply the right to daydream for an afternoon. Although it was only early summer, the climate in Lake City was already unbearably hot and humid. The air was thick, carrying the faint noise of distant construction sites and the steaming scent of vegetation, pressing heavily on her skin. The air conditioner in her dormitory hummed softly, barely maintaining a bit of coolness, but it couldn't dispel the inexplicable restlessness in her heart. She took a deep breath, threw off the thin blanket, and stepped barefoot onto the cool floor, walking towards her desk. A new day had begun, just like yesterday, and probably, just like tomorrow.

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