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Books by Xuan Ji'en, Who Loves Bitter Melon and Peach Kernels
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My Youth Looked Back at Me Once 我的青春回回头看了我一眼
This is my nth attempt at writing. As always, please be kind. School starts in half a month, and I probably won't be able to write once it does. Anyway, I only got into this for fun.
38Reads—Score—Shelves
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Years Later, My Aloof Desk Mate Became My Wife 高冷同桌多年后成为了我老婆
When the senior class was divided into new groups, Chen Xi and Lin Xiaoyu became desk mates. One was sunny and outgoing, the other cool and quiet. A clear “boundary line” always separated them. Everyone thought top student Lin Xiaoyu couldn’t stand talkative Chen Xi. The proof was that she never smiled at him and even wore a cold expression when he asked to borrow an eraser. Years later, at a class reunion, someone playfully asked Lin Xiaoyu who she had liked back then. She took a sip of wine, h
16Reads—Score—Shelves
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Snow Bathing in a Clear River 晴川沐雪
My new work is out! Please visit Tomato Novel to read it. I hope you enjoy it. Your support motivates me to write, and I'll do my best to tell every story well!
13Reads—Score—Shelves
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In the Name of the People: Qi Tongwei Reborn 人民的名义之祁同伟重生
Qi Tongwei Reborn “To hell with you, Heaven!” A gunshot rang out, and Qi Tongwei fell in a pool of blood. He suddenly opened his eyes to find himself reborn in his college days. What path will he choose for his future?
8Reads—Score—Shelves
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Silent Words, Clear Waters 默语清沅
Lin Mo: “Code can draw fireworks, but it can't write ‘I like you.’” Su Qingyuan: “There's a ginkgo leaf hidden in the picture. Can you see it?” Lin Mo: “That boy in a scarf who keeps appearing in your pictures...” Su Qingyuan: “Anyway, anyway, it's not you!” Her brush hides a fluttering heart, his code writes tenderness. From falling leaves to fireworks bursting in the sky, they turn their secret crush into something sweet.
4Reads—Score—Shelves
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May Frosting 五月糖霜
This is my first time writing, so please go easy on me. Shen Mo sat by the window, looking at the words on his computer screen, and clicked Send. He was a fiction writer. His wife had died of cancer, and he had written their story into a novel. He decided to do something important on May 20.
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