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What Should I Do If I Run Into the Boyfriend I Broke Up with Four Years Ago While Abroad? Asking Online 在国外遇到分手四年的男友怎么办在线等
[CP] Time gave Qin Heng a Chen Luzhi who could walk beside him, and rewarded Chen Luzhi with a gentle, tender Qin Heng. When the spirited but restless boy met a cold, keen blade, its edge drove him across countless mountains and rivers, tempering his nature. By the time the boy had become a man strong enough to withstand that sharpness, the peerless blade had learned how to return to its sheath. So, with Qin Heng, Chen Luzhi could always be the same carefree, reckless, lazy boy he had been back
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The Distance of a Moments Post 一个朋友圈的距离
For years, Su Yi has followed Xi Yuan Yao's social media posts in silence, never liking or commenting, just watching his daily life like a stranger with almost no connection to him. Then one day, Xi Yuan Yao changes his profile picture to the cat Su Yi has raised since childhood, and shares a song sung by Su Yi. The distance between them seems about to disappear. Behind the safe boundary line, Su Yi instinctively wants to run, but the man grabs him. "Su Yi, with hundreds of friends between us, h
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Quick Transmigration: The Boundless Shore 快穿之无限彼岸
The fourth young master of the Xie family died in a car accident. When he woke up, he found himself in a strange world. He became a ferryman, carrying passengers to the far shores of countless worlds. His mission was to save the cold-hearted destroyers of those worlds and earn points, giving him the chance to return to his own world. With the tact he had honed by enduring hardship since childhood and his exceptional intelligence, Xie Zhen shone in world after world. In the end, he would always
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Above the Morning Sun 朝阳之上
Top: Yan Yuanqing Bottom: Lin Yan When Yan Yuanqing was sixteen, he met his own sun. In a shadowy alley off Bar Street, the boy lifted his head, blood smeared across his face and his lips pressed tight. Yet his eyes held a pride no one could crush. Step by step, he firmly walked out of the dark corner hemmed in by buildings and toward the dim yellow glow beneath a streetlamp. Yan helped the boy pick up the student ID card that had fallen out of the alley. The boy in the photo had a solemn ex
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