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  1. You Are the North of Beijing Under the Koi PondModern Romance30k Wordscompleted To this day, Wen Qian still remembers that the day she left Beijing was the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. She was alone and walked cleanly, but she was carrying a thousand pounds of weight. Before boarding the plane, she looked down at the night view of the city in the building. There was still a constant flow of people on the road, countless people were busy, but everything was empty. This city buried her winter, her summer, and her spring, so that before she left, the only thing she fel 1.2kReads6.4Score113Shelves
  2. Tsundere Addiction Under the Koi PondModern Romance30k Wordscompleted Love and freedom in this world are not about winning. The Australian wind blew through the wilderness, and Zhao Ruowan met Nanqiao. He held the foreign girl, but said sorry to her in Chinese. The weather in Australia is moody. Zhao Ruowan is a girl from the south of the Yangtze River, and she can't stand the cold weather in such a vast place with few people. 284Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. I Won't See You in Qingshan Under the Koi PondModern Romance25k Wordscompleted The last time Jin Chi saw Xie Yao was on the way to Mount Wutai. On Wutai Mountain, she asked the Buddha if that was the last time she saw Xie Yao. The Buddha was silent and the sound of wooden fish in the temple answered her question. At the beginning of the year, she devoutly made a wish on Mount Wutai, hoping that Xie Yao would have a safe life. This time, she stood on Mount Wutai, wishing to never see him again. I won't see you in the green mountains. I will use these thousands of miles of g 130Reads5.8Score—Shelves
  4. Are You Coming Back Tonight? Under the Koi Pondongoing You said that poor people don't fall in love with rich girls. I turned around and took a look at the vermilion-painted and carved door. I could see the national flag of Tiananmen at a glance. I feel sad in my heart, hiding my emotions, and ask you again where you are. Four years later, you said you were in Beijing. I was in a trance for a moment, and everything was silent outside the window. The gods were drunk and smashed the white clouds. Suddenly I remembered that you hated me the most at tha —Reads—Score—Shelves