JJWXC catalogue
Books by Yu Mo Qingheng
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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Wild Geese Treading on Snow 飞鸿踏雪
"Su Cheng." Sun Che softly called his name. "Hmm?" "Su Cheng, I've liked you since I was twelve." Sun Che met his gaze, a faint smile in his eyes. "Whether you reject me or kill me, I won't blame you." "Because I know that you're the only one who's ever been good to me, and you're only good to me." At this, tears welled in Sun Che's eyes, but his lips remained curved in a smile. That one exchanged glance was enough to make everything stand still. Theme: The jianghu road stretches far, and the wa
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February's Liyan 二月的黎烟
Many years ago, when I first met him, he was wearing a white sweater over a blue knit top. He sat alone by the window in a coffee shop, drinking coffee. His eyes were full of loneliness and indifference. I said, "That big brother is so handsome." Mom pulled me away and said, "People like him are kept by others. Stay away from him. They're all filthy to the core." Many years later, he lay quietly in my arms, gazing blankly out the window. I smiled and said, "You look especially beautiful tonight.
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Sparse Shadows 疏影
He warms wine and pours a cup, speaking of a love that lasts. He devises a cunning game, but no one dares to play. His beauty could captivate all beneath heaven, but who is he grieving for? A game of chess, played entirely in the palm of his hand. A promise becomes a prophecy. For his sake, the world is overturned. Falling plum blossoms cast faint shadows. Blood dyes the scattered red petals. For you, I would set my kingdom aside. For you, I would forsake the world. I can only sigh that this mor
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Soulbreaker 断魂
A lingering dream, a dance, and incense still remain, But youth and days gone by will never return.
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Early Summer in July 七月的浅夏
There are always some fantasies: imagining that no matter how much you squander your youth, you'll never use it all up; There is always some experience: living through a youth so beautiful that you can never forget it; There are always so many people and things that come and go through this sealed-away memory, only to vanish without a trace the moment you turn around; So many of my memories are my own melody, our dazzling moments, our dreams... Theme:
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