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Books by 义洲宋三

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  1. A Cross Mark in the Palm of My Hand 掌心有十字纹 Urban775k WordsCompleted Other people turn their imaginings into stories. I only write about things that really happened to me. My name is Song San. I served in the military, worked as a section chief, and spent three years in a vegetative state. After waking up, I opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. A sign outside read: Fortune-telling, feng shui, and difficult medical cases also welcome. Some call me a miracle doctor; others call me a charlatan. Only I know that I learned everything I can do during those thr 1kReads8.9Score171Shelves
  2. Everyone Called Me an Idiot, Until I Earned My Professional Title 都说我傻,直到评上职称那天 Urban380k WordsOngoing Before starting work, Jia Sha had a dream. He dreamed of a mighty river, broad and shrouded in mist. On the opposite bank stood a towering ceremonial arch with three large characters on it: Ziyuan Pass. The river teemed with fish, all swimming upstream. Farther up stood a towering Dragon Gate spanning the water. Some fish leaped right over it. Others fell and were swept away. Some jumped hundreds or thousands of times, losing every scale, yet still kept leaping. Some were lifted up by people, th 165Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. Heaven Sent Him Back to That Chair Again 老天爷又让他坐回那把椅子 Urban254k WordsCompleted Wang Mang served as a school principal for five years. During those five years, teachers were beaten, students died suddenly, and a female teacher was forced to kneel. He was left with many regrets. At fifty, he died in a hospital corridor. When he opened his eyes again, he was standing outside Qingping County No. 1 Middle School. It was his first day on the job. This time, he would set things right one by one. He would make the bullies understand: someone was in charge at this school. He change 124Reads6.9Score—Shelves
  4. I Passed Out During an Injection and Dreamed of My Own Death 打针晕倒后,我梦见了自己的死亡 Urban576k WordsCompleted A shot for a cold sends Song Shanyi, a high school senior, collapsing into a strange vision. While unconscious, he watches the tragedies of the next thirty years unfold before him like a movie: someone else takes the recommendation spot that should have been his, he fails the college entrance exam and loses his future, and ends up teaching in a remote area, living an utterly ordinary life. Worse still, after trusting the wrong people and getting married, he is betrayed by his wife and framed by 19Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. A Teacher’s Heart Endures, a Dream of Justice Takes Flight 师心未改,法梦初燃 Urban248k WordsCompleted My new work is out! You’re welcome to read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support inspires me to write, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well! 13Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. Little Bee 小蜜蜂 Modern Romance39k WordsCompleted A man came from Shandong. A woman came from Guangxi. In the summer of 2025, they became desk mates at an English teacher training course at a teachers’ college in Beijing. Hu Qiming was 38, divorced for two years, with an 11-year-old son. Feng Xiaomi was 27, just one month out of her divorce, with a 4-year-old daughter. Twenty days. They attended classes together, ate together, and strolled through the garden at night. He got her food; she taught him songs. In a group photo, he held her hand beh 13Reads—Score—Shelves
  7. Two Years at Teachers’ College, She Stole My Heart 师专两年,她偷走了我的心 Urban271k WordsCompleted This book is the college-years installment of "Old Days in a Wineglass and a Telephone Receiver". In the fall of 1992, I arrived to register at Ancheng Normal College. The journey was forty kilometers. Tuition was 760 yuan. Eight boys squeezed into one dorm room. On the first day of class, we drew lots for our seats. I drew number 9, and she drew number 10. Numbers 9 and 10 sat together. Her name was Zheng Anlan. Over those two years, I got to know them: Wu Xiaoman, Zheng Anlan, Wang Ying, and G 5Reads—Score—Shelves
  8. My Days in the Listening Room 我在心理倾听室的日子里 Modern Romance225k WordsCompleted In a quiet corner of Dongyang City is a cozy listening room, where the scent of coffee mingles with gentle music to smooth away the city's emotional creases. I hold a certificate as a psychological listener and look after this little sanctuary. I don't judge or try to solve anyone's problems. I simply listen, as patiently as I can. Everyone who comes here is struggling with something. They bring worries they don't want to share with friends or family, and here they can open up about their vulner 3Reads—Score—Shelves
  9. The Pain of the Imperial Seal 掌印之疼 9k WordsCompleted The Pain of the Imperial Seal 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  10. After Losing My Job, I Became a Mind-Reading Master 失业后,我成了读心大师 Urban250k WordsCompleted On the night he lost his job, Song Jiangshan activated a mind-reading System. His landlord came demanding rent? With one glance, he saw that her daughter refused to play piano because her teacher had humiliated her. A few words untied the knot in the girl's heart, earning him a rent extension and a glowing review. Workplace schemes, family conflicts, rich people's secrets… He can understand the hearts of people no one else can read. From a crowded urban village to opening his own counseling offi 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  11. Brother Yi's Drunken Words 义哥的酒话 7k WordsCompleted Brother Yi's Drunken Words —Reads—Score—Shelves
  12. Milk Stains in Instant Noodles 泡面里的奶渍 7k WordsCompleted Milk Stains in Instant Noodles —Reads—Score—Shelves
  13. The College Entrance Exam Memories in the Scent of Gardenias 栀子香里的高考记忆 6k WordsCompleted Memories of the College Entrance Exam Amid the Gardenia Fragrance —Reads—Score—Shelves
  14. Winter Memories from the Walnut Orchard 核桃园的冬日印记 7k WordsCompleted Winter Imprints in the Walnut Orchard —Reads—Score—Shelves
  15. At the Blind Date, It Was "Just Right: You" 相亲场的“刚好是你” Marriage & Romance6k WordsCompleted The “It Just Had to Be You” Blind Date —Reads—Score—Shelves
  16. A 180-Pound Spring 180斤的春天 7k WordsCompleted Spring at 180 Jin —Reads—Score—Shelves
  17. The Old Days at the Bottom of a Cup and Through a Telephone Receiver 杯底与听筒里的旧年 Urban809k WordsCompleted Have you ever looked at the years settled at the bottom of a glass on a slightly tipsy night, as memories came rushing back like the tide? Have you ever heard a familiar voice on the other end of the phone and found yourself retrieving stories buried by time? In "Old Days at the Bottom of a Glass and Through the Receiver", you'll step into a friendship among classmates that spans decades. In the play of light and shadow across wine glasses and through the telephone receiver, stories of youth, dr —Reads—Score—Shelves