JJWXC catalogue
Books by 李咸咸
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Korean Entertainment: “I Am You, and You Are Me” 韩娱之“我是你，你是我”
In truth, when you think about it, she spent only a few short years in the Korean entertainment industry, but made many friends and won plenty of grand prizes. All that was left, perhaps, was a love story that wasn't quite perfect, but was still passionate and unforgettable. Park Si Yeon felt that these past few years had been so long, as if she had lived an entire lifetime in them.
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K-Pop Cliches [2PM] 韩娱之陈词滥调［2PM］
[Zhang You Rong BG Romance] Cliche: A realistic BG romance about Xiao Zhang. This trope-filled story isn't for everyone, so please read with care. Note: The writing is a bit childish, so please go easy on it. I love stories about the good old days. As a BG romance fan, I can only write my own stories to satisfy myself. Enjoy! They have known each other for eight years, but have been apart for six. Li Duoren once thought this unspoken love would never come to light, but fate gave her another chan
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Around Us
She stood at the entrance to the bar, looking up at the sign, which had long since been repainted. Fire was still called Fire, but its logo had changed. But she knew all too well that the sign wasn't the only thing that had changed. Inside, the atmosphere was electric, a world away from the silence outside. Under dazzling lights, the dancing crowd lost themselves in pounding electronic music, a sound that intoxicated and bewitched them. Like a drug, it gave them addictive joy and pleasure. Th
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Verdigris 铜绿
First love is like copper, a metal made of atoms. After many years, it finally rusts and decays, covered in a thick layer of verdigris. First love is both a bright, reckless crush and a secret, unspoken longing. Let me uncover this youth for you, or perhaps this regret.
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Youth or Regret 青春或者遗憾
Practice was over. A group of girls hurried out of the practice room, surrounding one girl with practiced ease and giving her a vicious beating. After seeing her covered in bruises, they left the scene, satisfied, their faces full of scornful, contemptuous smiles. After countless beatings and insults, she had long since become numb, body and soul. She would get used to it. She felt nothing, not a thing. She pulled a crumpled business card from her pocket and clasped it tightly in her hand. Tight
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