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Books by Cheng Nai
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This Is No Passing Dream 这不是过眼云烟
Su Wu When I was young, I fell in love with a man. He was dazzlingly handsome, with a touch of wicked beauty, yet whenever he looked at me, his gaze was always gentle. I could never forget that gaze, or that love, for as long as I lived. Not even after he left, not even after I married someone else. We made a promise to meet again in fifty years. I spent my whole life waiting for that day, living each day to the fullest for its sake. But now I am about to die, and that day still has not come.
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This Is No Fleeting Cloud (Revised Edition) 这不是过眼云烟（修改版）
Dedicated to the bands and groups that once shone brightly but eventually disbanded. Such as X-JAPAN and H.O.T. *** *** *** First edition: http://www.jjwxc.net/bookhome/109/10959/10959.htm Published under the title: A Promise of Love Theme:
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Just Across the Divide 咫尺之西
Yu Chi Yue would never forget the easy, languid way that boy used to look at her, or the faintly mocking smile at the corner of his lips. The person she once hated most, the person who once had nothing to do with her: Chi Renxi. But when had everything changed without either of them noticing? They went from contempt and hostility to gradually drawing closer, though in the end they never got together. She had her own life, and he went his own way. But the hand of fate played them mercilessly. The
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Zhang Chimo: A Memorial 张迟陌之纪念篇
I wrote this while watching “The Last Quarter of the Moon” and listening to “Tears.” It may make no sense, or it may be utterly boring. Just think of it as a keepsake. It’s an extra to “This Is No Passing Cloud.” Anyone who likes Zhang Chimo might want to give it a read. ^-^ Theme:
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Smiling Face Amid Blossoms Past 昔花笑颜
Youth should be pure and carefree, Filled with smiles and play, without deceit or betrayal. But in the end, that’s only how it should be... Published under the title I Don’t Love You, So I’m as Good as Dead. The last three chapters are temporarily locked. Sorry about that. Thank you all for reading. Intention:
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A Beautiful Heaven Without Sorrow 美丽的天堂 没有悲伤
She still remembered their first meeting as children. The angelic boy, lollipop in his mouth, stammered as he called her “big sister.” The girl smiled like a breeze, bright as the sun, took his hand, and walked with him step by step through the years. Then, one day, the boy's face grew cold, and he stopped calling her “big sister.” Sarcasm always hovered at the corners of his mouth. His clear eyes grew shadowed, and resentment flickered in them from time to time. Then, on a night two years lat
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The Sunshine in Your Eyes, the Sea in My Hands 你眼里的阳光 我手中的海
As I lay dying, you held my hand and said, "Anran, I didn't realize you'd grown so old." I still remember what you said to me when we were young: No one can enjoy everything they have as they please without paying a price. And you, He Fei, spent your entire life chasing the dream you once had. I've been watching you all along, until both our heads had turned white. Theme:
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Year After Year, Still the Same 岁岁年年人如故
Please let me see the face I remember from long ago. *** *** *** This book has been published by Haipai Gongfang under the title A Variation on Little Nier. For certain reasons, it was not published under Cheng Nai’s pen name, and the heroine’s name was also changed. I hope you’ll understand. Thank you for your support. Theme:
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What Does Forever Mean? 何谓天长 何谓地久
If she hadn't left back then, would everything have been different? The boy with a dazzling, sun-bright smile made her believe in forever. But life is unpredictable, and when they met again, he had become her mother's lover. They flew off together to another country, leaving her behind in the old place, lonely and heartbroken, adrift in memories. When the dust finally settled, he returned to her side. But who still had the courage to say, “I love you”? Theme:
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May the Years Be Peaceful 但使岁月静好
The different forms of love. They may not end up together, but may the years be peaceful and the world at rest. There's no doubt about it: even if this isn't a huge pit, it's at least a small one. Three parts, each told in the first person by a different woman. The stories are somewhat connected, but don't need to be read together. I'll finish writing each woman's story before posting the next one. It's been a long time since I last wrote, so I'm rusty. I hope those who read this will leave a
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Goodbye, Ferris Wheel 再见，摩天轮
It turned out that all along, as she watched him, he had been watching her too. She had always thought that the memories of the Ferris wheel belonged to her alone, never knowing that they shared them. That beautiful summer, the first and the last summer, began with nothing more than you liking me and me liking you. So simple. So bittersweet. Theme:
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I Hear the Sound of Flowers Blooming 我听见 花开的声音
I saw the beautiful smile on her face. Then let me keep it secret for the rest of my life. I'll never tell her that you're dead. I'll never tell her that I still love her. Theme:
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If Mango Knew 如果芒果知道
There is someone like this in everyone’s life. Irreplaceable, yet someone you can never be with. Theme:
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The Youngster 少年
A young man, clear and pure as water, smiles at her in the night. He is a gigolo, she is a client. Everything should have been that simple. Theme:
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Darling 亲爱的
I want to write all kinds of stories. Short stories are just the thing to make that wish come true. Theme:
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Dying in the Sun
She remembered asking him, “When I'm old, would you like to be my neighbor?” He smiled gently. “Of course.” Song Linjia had once thought it was just a joking exchange. She never realized that the one who asked had been serious, and the one who answered had been serious too. Holding her book, she pictured him from many years ago, asleep with his head on his desk. Soft sunlight washed over him, and his tousled hair had a faint brown sheen. Perhaps that was the moment she fell for him. A man whose
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Paganini in Vienna 维也纳的帕各尼尼
This isn't a love story. No, it really isn't. Theme:
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Damn That Heartbeat 都怪那该死的心动
++++++++ She first saw him on TV when she was thirteen, and fell for him then and there. At university, she joined his company as a junior assistant. As luck would have it, she became his personal assistant. After she was fired, she went with her best friend to an audition and was chosen by the director. She signed with a film company and acted alongside him. He pursued her relentlessly... +++++++ After they marry, he gets outrageously frisky in bed. She tells him, "I always thought you were pre
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Azure 蔚蓝
Lin Mu is my cousin. He has refined features and fair skin. When he smiles, a dimple appears on his left cheek; when he laughs, a canine tooth shows on the right. He was my first love. I was six years old. Later, I learned that cousins couldn't marry. I shut myself in my room for an entire day, crying until I could barely see straight. Only when night fell and hunger consumed my every thought did I stagger into the living room and tell Mom, “I've had my heart broken.” I was nine then. Theme:
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Alone 一个人
I love A Jin. I love Qi Xia. I love this world. But I only want to live alone, in this way. Theme:
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On Red, On Autumn 关于红，关于秋
Many years later, the painter could no longer remember exactly what the woman looked like. He only remembered that she had been so beautiful, beautiful beyond words. A breeze blew past, sending her long hair and skirts streaming in the wind. That image stayed in the painter's mind from then on, impossible to erase, no matter how much time passed or how the world changed. She was a flash of red more dazzling than all the red around her. She stood there, and the maple forest that had seemed so
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