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Books by 南岭以北
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Snow and Storms Engulf Tibet 藏地风雪倾城
At seventeen, Ji Xia is summoned from the humid summer of Hong Kong to the old Shen family residence in Beijing by a phone call. Carrying blood ties that are half unfamiliar and the hidden past of her adoptive parents, she steps into the solemn, shadowy courtyard. Eight years later, beneath the blazing sunlight of Tibet, she meets again the Buddhist scion in crimson robes, his expression calm and composed. This is a long search for “origins” and “a way forward.” The sultry heat of the south and
6.4kReads8.9Score801Shelves
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A Long Winter in the Snowlands 雪域长冬
Eight years ago, after a night of passion, Sheng Yiqing fled in a panic. Eight years later, they meet again. He is a Buddhist monk seated on his sacred pedestal; she is a cool-headed, capable architect. Then, on a night under a dazzling sky, he stops her. “Sheng Yiqing, let me buy you a cup of tea.” The butter tea cools, then boils again. Prayer flags ripple in the wind like an omen: the monk has fallen in love…
5.8kReads8.9Score710Shelves
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My Buddha Is So Handsome 我佛帅气
The aloof Buddhist monk from the snowy highlands felt, for the first time, a warmth so fierce it pierced his heavy robes and reached the depths of his soul, stirring a nearly scorching longing. The sweet, gentle young woman from the Lingnan coast also encountered, for the first time, a force of life unlike anything she had known, marked by divinity and suffering. It captivated her and broke her heart, and beyond the warm, sweet rhythms of everyday life, revealed a world far broader and heavier t
1.5kReads8.4Score172Shelves
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Spring Deep in Tibet 藏地春深
My new work is here! Everyone is welcome to read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support keeps me writing, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well!
756Reads8.0Score100Shelves
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Tales of Jiangnan Agarwood 江南沉香话
He entered the monastery, letting the morning bells and evening drums wash away the dust in his heart, and ten years of seasons passed in a blink. She carried the gentle warmth of Lingnan with her, traveling all the way to Jiangnan, where apricot blossoms fell in the spring rain. He wore his monk's robe, the wooden fish drum sounding low. She sat quietly by the streamside bridge, watching the clouds drift by. Deep in the ancient well, ripples stirred.
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