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Books by Lin Qinnian
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A Cry 阿喊
A Han stared intently at the longevity fruit in Yang Bo’s hand, utterly absorbed. When Yang Bo moved it to the left, A Han’s head followed. When Yang Bo moved it to the right, his head followed that way too. The fruit was reflected in his eyes, and nowhere else. Yang Bo was looking A Han up and down, mostly at his upper body. June had arrived and the weather was hot, so A Han had taken off his hole-ridden sweater, revealing the undershirt beneath. He’d worn it for five years. Boys between ten an
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Good Dogs Don't Block the Road 好狗不挡道
Lu Hongjing was born with one golden eye and one silver eye, and a head of golden hair. When he was silent and still, he was breathtakingly beautiful. But the moment he opened his mouth, he could make anyone drop dead: "You son of a bitch! I win!" In an instant, his beauty turned into a pitcher plant. A few years ago, this guy picked up a grimy little stray from outside and named him Long Zhan. After raising him for a few years, the kid became his errand boy. This guy played mahjong and sent his
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Water Flows, Clouds Rest 水流云在
Special thanks to Yuanrun for making the cover (づ￣3￣)づ╭?~ [Blurb] Using gu as bait and love as a rope, I'll bind you for life, until death do us part. Notes: One-on-one, strong leads on both sides, happy ending. No form of reposting is permitted. Please respect the author's wishes. [This story is complete, so feel free to dive in!!] Readers, please note: This book becomes a paid work starting from Chapter 46. If you've already read those chapters, please take note! Please support the official
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Green Pomegranate 绿石榴
In the dream, Ye Liang watched as the man brought over some blue medicine and prepared to roll up the trouser leg he had already pushed up. He couldn't help leaning backward, until his back met the wall. With nowhere left to go, he forced himself to speak: “I can do it myself... I can reach... It doesn't really hurt... Thank you...” Seeing Ye Liang pressed hard against the wall, his face paler than the wall itself, looking like a rabbit with nowhere to run, the man was at a loss. So Ye Liang, y
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Returning by Boat Through Wind and Rain 风雨归舟
Thanks again to Yuanrun for making the cover (づ￣3￣)づ╭?~ [Serious Drama Synopsis] Xiao Yu is the fourth son of Prince Su, born to a concubine. He was treated even worse than a servant girl. Until he was twelve, he and his mother were kept like prisoners in a separate residence of Prince Su's estate. At twelve, Prince Su brought him back to the main residence, acknowledged him as part of the family, and sent him straight into a den of vipers. There, he endured the torment of three mothers and his
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The Chain-Smoker 烟鬼
You Yuming was barely seven, yet he scared the wits out of Police Officer Yan, who was well into his thirties. It was late autumn, and night fell quickly. Yan, a chain smoker, had just finished his last Wild Chicken cigarette and was desperate for another, so he hurried out to buy some. After lighting it, he headed home, feeling blissfully relaxed. Just as he reached the mouth of an alley, he saw the seven-year-old You Yuming nimbly scramble up a wall like a cat. The boy snatched a cat from in f
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Ghost Lotus 鬼莲
The book says your name was Qiao, the eighteenth-generation descendant of the family’s founding ancestor. You were born to a concubine, born in 1839 and died in 1857. That’s all. You weren’t the top scholar or even a successful candidate in the imperial examinations, not even a licentiate. How much do you expect them to write about you? At fifteen, you still couldn’t recite the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, yet you were also the sort who never lifted a finger or knew where your food cam
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Has the Paulownia Blossomed Yet? 油桐著花未
By Shiban Town stands a mountain, and on the mountain is a shabby little temple. In the temple lives a parasol tree spirit who loves to "pick up junk"... This spirit is named Tong Shaofang. He's lazy and hopeless, bumbling through life and then bumbling his way into becoming an immortal. Somehow, he even picks up a wolf and raises it like a dog, giving it the very proper name Du Heng. Once the "pup" grows into a full-sized wolf, every spring brings trouble. They say a flea-ridden dog doesn't scr
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Wax Apple: Green Pomegranate, Side Story Two 莲雾《绿石榴》番外二
Ye Liang never knew the scientific name of this fruit was wax apple. Where he came from, people usually called it a water peach. Add the word "water" before peach, and it sounds delicate and tender, less ethereal and more grounded in the earthly world. Water-peach, see? Doesn't that sound more real? The pink, bell-shaped fruit tastes nowhere near as good as its name suggests. When unripe, it is just bitter enough to set your teeth on edge, and even when ripe, it is more sour than sweet. Few peop
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City of Fireworks 烟火市
Can I eat less? Like, just one meal a month? Can I go without eating altogether? Like, live on fresh air? You can, in three situations. First, if you want to ascend to immortality. To do that, you must abstain from food, growing so hungry that you feel dizzy and light as air. When you're down to your last breath, you'll ascend. Second, if you want to find out whether your belly or your willpower is more flexible and resilient, or whether you produce more drool or brain juice. Third, if you think
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The Homecoming (Green Pomegranate Extra) 回门(绿石榴番外)
“Returning to her family home” is a particularly odd phrase to use here. When a woman marries and returns to her parents' home with her husband three days later, that's called a homecoming visit. In an ordinary household, the man might carry a chicken in one hand and a duck in the other, while the woman rides a little donkey. Later, as people became more modern, they'd make the bumpy trip in a two-wheeled, three-wheeled, or four-wheeled vehicle. When they saw her parents, she might cry or she mi
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Netherworld City 幽冥市
Zhao was always fretting about food. He wasn't worried about where his next meal would come from, but about how he could stop eating in time, make his escape, and slip past Cen Qingwu's clutches to save his own hide. He never thought there'd be a time when he wouldn't have to worry about food. He was dead, after all. What did he need to eat for? Once you're dead, it's straight onto the mountain of blades or into the boiling oil. But he got in without having to climb or descend anywhere. And that
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Flowers Fade, Leaving Tiny Green Apricots 花褪残红青杏小
Liu Qiao is Dansheng's tribulation of love. Dansheng is Liu Qiao's nightmare. Yanzhi is the ring binding the two of them together, placed between them by the Heavenly Dao. To overcome the tribulation of love, they must first break the ring. Dansheng is the lord of all demons, ruling the underworld beneath the earth. Yanzhi is a snake demon born of nature, who claims a mountain as her own. Liu Qiao is nothing but an ordinary mortal. In their first life, the lord of all demons and the snake demon
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The Black-Bellied Chancellor’s Repayment 腹黑权相的报恩
The story of a big eater who is always short on cash, and somehow suddenly manages to get hitched to the most powerful minister in the land. The big eater in this story is the real deal. He can munch on a handful of roasted sunflower seeds and taste crispy, fragrant fried chicken. He's a good person, but always hungry. He just doesn't have much money, and spends his days trying to figure out what to do between tofu and bean sprouts. Always strapped for cash and stingy by nature, he feels bad abo
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As the Mist Rises 如雾起时
According to The Cambridge History of the Republic of China, from the late Qing through the Republican era, quite a few places in China were known for their foreign concessions. The names need not be specified: one in the south, three in the north. After 1900, there were even more. These places rich in concessions were also rich in churches, long, towering walls, and missionaries who never quite managed to speak Chinese without mangling it. Churches, walls, missionaries: all three could be calle
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A Sudden Infatuation with You 无端迷恋你一场
Ten years is enough time for us to become strangers, and enough time for an opportunity to arise. I'll find you and lend you money little by little, until you owe me more and more. When you've paid back everything you can, you'll have to repay me with yourself. Yuan Mohan X Chen Zhou
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Peach Leaf Ferry 桃叶渡
The boat docked east of Tao Ye's home. Then dozens of porters carried the goods to the little courtyard where the Tao family lived. There was still so much stuff that it took the porters three trips to move it all. What on earth was inside all those trunks and boxes? Nothing much, really: women's clothes, jewelry, rouge and powder, tea, opium, and all sorts of fresh delicacies, packed to the brim. Yes, really, nothing much. Clothes and jewelry, rouge and powder, tea and opium, fresh delicacies.
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Who Rules This River of Wind and Moonlight? 一川风月谁为主
On the road to Chang'an, people have no clothes and horses have no grass. Why not return to the mountains and grow old there? Theme:
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Green Beans 青豆
A Huan is crazy about green beans. Fry them in hot oil, add salt, and roast them until crisp. Grind one between your back teeth, and its fragrance fills your mouth. But A Huan can’t stand the heat. As soon as the fire flares up, her gums swell terribly, and the pain feels as if it’s gouging out her heart and lungs, leaving her half-dead. A Huan can’t stand pain, either. When it hurts, she cries out in a rhythm, her voice so clear it makes Chen Zhenghua think of the words “deathbed rally.” So it’
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Still Waters Run Deep 静水流深
The Kou family had eight children. The youngest was called Yingdeng. This year marks the sixty-third Spring Festival since he disappeared. Under the laws of the People's Republic of China today, how should that be counted? As dead, I suppose. It's been sixty-three years, and even the seventh child of the Kou family passed away two years ago. But this family is stubborn. Even on their deathbeds, they insisted: “Keep searching! Even if he's dead, bring his bones home! You must let him return to hi
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Late Sunflower 晚葵
His love for this man wasn't deep enough to make him put up with a lot, but he owed the man happiness, perhaps more than he could repay in several lifetimes. He had no choice but to leave it up to fate. Theme:
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The Flower Pimp 花鸨
It was not long ago, just now. The little girl who had given me a “daughter flower” when I left home has passed away. She was seventy-six. She died peacefully, without illness. The children who had grown from the once-lush branches of her family had all started families of their own. Now they crowded around her bed, kneeling and weeping. The last trace of me in the mortal world had vanished. From now on, no one would remember that in this little village called Yuzhang, there had once lived a wom
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When the Pear Blossoms Have All Fallen 梨花开尽更无花
I cherished this tree dearly, always afraid it would wither before it bloomed, so I spent my days hovering around it, distracted and restless. I just never expected there really to be a tree spirit. The tree was so small, and yet it had a tree spirit?! Hard to believe, isn’t it? But I saw it with my own eyes, as it took human form and quietly, stealthily climbed over my fence, tiptoeing, tiptoeing, toward my kitchen... To... To... steal rice... Poor thing could barely hold its form together. Hal
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The Signature 签
Wei Shu had been hatching a plan to escape for a long time. She hadn't wanted to tell him, and hadn't dared to, but when the moment came, a fleeting impulse made her leave behind a letter. Theme:
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Addicted 有瘾
The one you hate with gritted teeth, yet mourn with all your heart, is your lover. Mu Xin. That scorching summer, cicadas raised a deafening din. Cui Bai sat in the library studying, a brick-thick book before him. He had read less than a third of it, a slender pen clenched between his teeth, its edge bitten flat. Watching him, Jiang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and thought silently: I want to become the pen in his mouth. I want him to gnaw on me, bite me, make the pain sink deep into my heart. Jian
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A Taste for the Forbidden 食髓知味
Only later did Lu Xin learn that the thing keeping his family safe and at peace was a gu snake. The gu snake was lustful, and the family that worshipped it had to offer one person as a sacrifice. Otherwise, the poisonous creature would turn on them, and the whole family would die a gruesome death. On the first and fifteenth of every month, the gu snake coiled up in the rafters, waiting for its sacrifice. If no sacrifice came, it would slither down and hunt for someone alone in the dark alleys be
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Forbidden Favorite 禁脔
Emperor Xuanwu passed away, and Crown Prince Yuan Ze inherited the mess that was the Wei Dynasty. The court was treacherous, both within and beyond its walls, and the new emperor had no one to help him. He was in a terribly weak position. That day, as he left the ancestral hall, Helan You stopped him in a secluded spot and seized his hand, behaving outrageously for quite some time. Unable to get away, Yuan Ze shut his eyes, turned his head, and gritted his teeth as he endured it. "Your Majesty..
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Willow of Zhangtai 章台柳
People come together and part ways; fate begins and ends, much like flowers blooming and falling, beyond anyone's control. Theme:
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Vivid and Fragrant 活色生香
In Dongting Lake live merfolk, who dwell in the water like fish. They are beautiful, with bewitching voices. After three hundred years, they grow wings and transform into giant birds, their wings spanning heaven and earth. When merfolk appear, the human world sees abundant rain and harvests, and lotuses bloom. --The Classic of Mountains and Seas: Lotus in Bloom The story of the fox spirit Su Zihe and the mermaid Chulian. Theme: Together until our hair turns white.
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The Prototype of Ghost Lotus 〈鬼莲〉雏形篇
The Ghost Lotus comes at night and leaves by day. When its petals unfurl, half the autumn passes. Theme:
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The August Sleepwalker 八月的梦游者
This wasn't some wildly absurd dream full of strange happenings. Because I woke up. That person climbed through my window in the middle of the night, into my bedroom, covered my mouth with his hand, and gently carried me out. A thick ring of calluses circled the web of his thumb, making this act of “muffling” feel like the preparation for a gentle slaughter. I had no intention of biting him. I simply didn't resist. I could only sigh soundlessly: Why go to all this trouble? The whole world alread
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Savoring Fragrance 品香
“Tomorrow, you’re going to meet someone!” Hu Pinxiang’s mother said. At the time, Hu Pinxiang was sucking the brains out of half a fish head. The fish was called a “flathead.” Its head was full of rich, savory juices, but riddled with tiny bones. You needed a nimble tongue, darting in and out, twisting and turning as it sorted out what could be swallowed from what had to be spat out. Pinxiang was an expert. A little mountain of fish bones had already piled up to her right.
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