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Books by 南萧北陌

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  1. Bo Jingchuan, Live Well 薄景川,好好活下去 Modern Romance450k WordsCompleted Bo Jingchuan loved Jiang Yan throughout their entire student years; Jiang Yan had also said that Bo Jingchuan was the best thing that had ever happened to her in her youth; Just as they were nearing graduation in their senior year and preparing to get married; a few filthy, vile photographs destroyed everything. “Bo Jingchuan, let’s call off our engagement!” “Jiang Yan, you disgust me!” The day Jiang Yan left Huaihai City with her mother’s ashes in her arms; the rain came down hard; a faint sadn 635Reads8.1Score—Shelves
  2. Fatal Entanglement 致命纠缠 Modern Romance144k WordsCompleted The girl’s frail, slender figure and deathly pale face, her eyes brimming with tears, her voice full of pained pleas and despair: “Jiang Chenxi, I truly loved you. But you approached me with ulterior motives and sought revenge, nearly destroying everything I had. I don’t love you anymore. Can’t we just stop being entangled with each other?” The tall, slender boy’s reddened eyes held a love he kept painfully restrained. After a long silence, he said, “Ruoxuan, back then, I only wanted to protect 9Reads6.4Score—Shelves
  3. Xu Zhouye’s Secret Crush 徐舟野的暗恋 Modern Romance209k WordsCompleted “Jiang Ziqing, after all these years, I still like you.” “I still only like you. You're still the only one I can love.” Years later, with a slight buzz from drinking, Xu Zhouye pulled Jiang Ziqing into a deserted little alley. His eyes bloodshot, he stared at her evasive, wandering gaze, his voice catching slightly. “Jiang Ziqing, am I garbage or something? Why did you throw me away without a second thought back then?” The girl struggled to break free, tears streaming in fat drops from her beaut 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. Clear Skies After the Rainy Summer 黎夏初晴 Modern Romance230k WordsCompleted “Xixia, I’ve loved you for so many years. If I can, I want to marry you.” “When?” “The summer when I was fifteen.” “I mean, when are we getting married?” “All right, I’ll make the arrangements.” That boy, as refreshing as a breeze beneath the bright moon, held his beloved girl close in the height of summer when he was twenty-seven! After sunset, before dusk fell, they walked hand in hand toward their future! 1Reads—Score—Shelves