JJWXC catalogue
Books by Qing Ju
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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Reply 1988: A Warm Love 《请回答1988》暖爱
Original heroine x Choi Taek An ordinary girl came from another space-time. One glance at their first meeting was enough to decide their fate: they were destined to become entangled... The author wanted to write a story about a heroine who indulges the male lead without limits after watching the show. Choi Taek is just so lovable (?°з°)-? Theme:
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Evolution 进化
Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going? No matter how far civilization and intelligence evolve, these three questions seem eternal. As we seek answers, civilization will continue to evolve. A pretty mind-bending synopsis, right? This story has a very strange ending.
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My Childhood Friend Is a Yandere 我的竹马是病娇
In their previous lives, he and she missed their chance, leaving only regret. Reborn once more, his guiding principle is this: if he loves her, he'll stop at nothing to keep her by his side. To Su Le, Xu Yunyan is her refined, gentle, jade-like brother Yunyan. To everyone else, Xu Yunyan is a devil with an angel's face... Driven by an intense obsession and a twisted, abnormal possessiveness, the male lead returns to his childhood. He often uses his handsome looks to tempt the soft and adorable h
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The Blossoms Fade, Leaving Tiny Green Apricots 花褪残红青杏小
The blossoms fade, leaving tiny green apricots. Swallows dart past as green waters wind around the homes. The willow fluff on the branches blows away, thinning by the day. Wherever in the world you may be, there is no lack of fragrant grass! The swing stands inside the wall, while the road runs outside. A passerby walks beyond the wall; within it, a lovely maiden laughs. Her laughter gradually fades, until all is quiet. The lovestruck are troubled by those who feel no love. A clichéd tale of a
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The Cicada by the Window 窗边蝉
Qian Tu loved music, but had been frail and sickly since childhood, and his parents kept him under strict control. Cicadas sang in the quiet hospital room. By the window, he often saw a noisy girl passing by. He began to look forward to it, wondering what she would mutter to the little dog that day, what she would have for breakfast, and what her smile would look like... Somehow, those little things were enough. It wasn't until she injured her leg and ended up in the same hospital room as him th
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Take It or Leave It 爱看不看
It is the ninth month, and autumn's chill is setting in. The author is a demon: the more you urge me, the less I update. Updates whenever the mood strikes. Read it or don't.
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White Grass 白草
When the aloof her meets the cocky him, his sudden love catches her completely off guard. Could this be a dream? Only after she falls in love does she happen upon the truth: she was nothing more than a pawn, used by someone else. When love has faded, all that remains is an endless expanse of white, so beautiful, so enchanting, yet so heartbreaking... Theme:
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Clear Water 清水
Essays Theme: Reflections on reading
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Where the Childhood Sweetheart Was Born by the City 谁家竹马城边生
A proof about childhood friends -- Given: Gu Cheng = childhood friend, Liang Chen = childhood friend Therefore: Gu Cheng + Liang Chen = childhood friends Given: Gu Cheng + Liang Chen = youthful recklessness Therefore: Liang Chen + Gu Cheng ≠ childhood friends Therefore: Liang Chen + Gu Cheng ≠ love Given: Liang Chen has a crush on Gu Cheng And given: Gu Cheng likes Liang Chen Therefore: Everything is unknown "Why am I called Liang Chen?! Liang Cheng, Liang C
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Burial in Oblivion 湮祭
Hey, can you hear it, the sound of flowers blooming? Like a soft, weeping cry, so resolute and sorrowful, it slowly gives voice to a single, desperate thought. Do you remember when those words were spoken? "Hey, I miss you." As the years slip away, what can we offer in remembrance of a love buried beneath the dust of time?
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