JJWXC catalogue
Books by Shui Wei
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[Crossover] If Only We Had Just Met [综]人生若只如初见
Perhaps it's not that there are no regrets, but that there's no way back anymore. When the reborn meet those who transmigrate, sudden realization comes face to face with a world changed beyond recognition. I'm sorry. The person you want to apologize to is already gone. Not every sacrifice is rewarded. It was that way for her, and it's that way for you, too. In her previous life, her beauty withered into bones. This time, even a vast empire cannot compare to your fleeting smile. Only, where are y
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Everyday Trivialities (GL) 日常琐事（gl）
A heartwarming, affectionate daily-life story about a deeply devoted, tsundere, loyal T and a doted-on, sickly-sweet P who grows up under their care. Warm, cute, and healing. Theme:
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Looking Back Across the Years 遥望许经年
Only by keeping the most genuine attitude toward the world and the purest yearning for love can we broaden the dimensions of life. The bitterness, loneliness, unease, and restlessness of those passing years will always be swept away by that person who appears when you least expect it, leaving us with no chance to suffer. We may not be able to tell joy from sorrow, but time will eventually give us the answer.
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Hedgehog Rescue Plan 刺猬拯救计划
A He is so strange. She lets anyone step on her. But somehow, he's the only one who knows she's actually not someone to mess with. When Ding Ji was raising the second pet of his life, he chose a little hedgehog. He didn't plan to keep it in a cage. He planned to use it to save someone. He thought the young man's fiery spirit was enough to turn the world upside down, and that playing the hero was like becoming a god. But as he sank into the long river of time, he realized he was the one being sav
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Gathering Dust 积灰
An An defines their relationship this way: she is the dust accumulating in his house. When he doesn't come home, he forgets about it. The moment he sees it, he cares a great deal. If he wants it to move in, he has to clean it up, but somehow he can still live alongside it. Put plainly, he cares, at most. Maybe it even bothers him. After she thinks she's swept herself out the door, someone turns years of accumulated dust into sand paintings, molds it into dolls, and cherishes it as a treasure. He
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No One Said Good Night 没人说晚安
God takes away the things we love most to remind us that we have too much. But what if I don't want anything else? What am I supposed to do?
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Flowers Fly, Startling the Stonebird 飞花惊石鸟
I want to write a series of three books, about half a woman's life and the three men in it. (The blurb sounds so cliché, I don't even want to read a story like this myself. But I promise it won't be abandoned.) This is the first of the three books. I haven't come up with a title yet, so this one is just a placeholder. Anyone with a good title idea, please share it here!!
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