InterstellarSnake
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For a moment, Wen Ci's heart really felt hollow. Aware that his gaze was too obvious, Wen Ci quickly shifted his eyes to the rumbling washing machine, where Jiang Yufeng's clothes were piled up. He knew Jiang Yufeng had been staring at him, his gaze so intense that it felt like it could burn through his skin and pierce his heart. So nervous that even the air seemed thin, Wen Ci took a deep breath, composed his expression, and looked at Jiang Yufeng with an especially sincere and innocent…-
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After finishing his meal, Wen Ci made an excuse to buy some water and left first. Du Chengyan put down his chopsticks, turned to look at Wen Ci's retreating figure, and said, “For some reason, I feel like Wen Ci doesn't seem to be in a good mood.” Yu Bin snorted with a laugh, “That's rare. You can tell?” Du Chengyan's mind clicked, “Then I should go comfort Wen Ci at this moment and take the opportunity to build a better relationship. Start by becoming good friends, right?” Yu Bin…
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Chapter 31: I Only Meant to Rub a Little Searched the shop name from the video—hoped to snag some black buckwheat to support them. Nope—not just buckwheat, all aid products sold out. No room for me to pitch in. The core of this aid thing—helping Cuoyansong grow, right? Maybe… I could too? Pushed the meeting room door—Huangfu Rou, mid-speech, paused. Waited till I sat before barking orders. “Brief by Friday…” Pen scratched notebook—rings, necklaces, bracelets,…-
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Chapter 30: My Wife “These tricks—you learned them from Ming Zhuo, didn’t you?” Pinching my cheeks, Mochuan probed deeper into my mouth, pressing my tongue. Ming Zhuo? What’s he got to do with this? “I…” Pushing his fingers aside, I tried to argue—barely a word out, he swooped in, domineering, clamping my tongue with two fingers. “Picking up the bad, skipping the good—straight path ignored for crooked ones… That filthy thing, and you still eat with him.” His words…
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Chapter 29: Your Drinking Habits Are Truly Awful Inspecting each platinum feather’s shape—careful, missing no detail—I only spared a sliver of focus for Bai Qifeng on the headset once all hundred-plus feathers met my standards. “What’d you just say? Repeat it.” I straightened, signaled the craftsman—OK, next step. My casual tone irked him. “Can’t you respect your father a bit?” Rolled my eyes inward. “Didn’t I pick up?” “Took ten calls!” Bai Qifeng accused.…
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Chapter 28: All Desires Bring Suffering After Quiz Island shut down, I sank—listless, couldn’t muster energy for anything. Thought two breakups had taught me how to crawl out of a relationship. Wrong. Breakups are breakups; heartbreak’s different—no comparison. Post-breakup, I’d eat, drink, class, hang out—miss them, sure, but not obsess. Heartbreak? That person, those moments—they hijacked every second, left no room for anything else, no will to think beyond. Class, ball games, even…
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Chapter 27: I’m Great at Listening Wrong guy? Did I have another choice? As if… calling his name would make him okay with this. “Not important…” I nipped his earlobe—urgent, restrained—then vision blurred. Next thing, I’m tumbling back, crashing onto the soft bed, eyes squinting against the bright ceiling light. A tall figure blocked it—Mochuan’s face, shadowed, dark, unreadable. Chest heaving, he touched the ear I’d bitten—hands shaking with rage. “Lewd,…
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Chapter 26: Defile Him, Stain Him “What do you think?” I stared straight at him, catching every flicker on his face. After a long silence, he spoke: “Then I’ll congratulate you early.” He pushed the door open with his free hand, stepped out before I could say more. Phone buzzed twice—Zhao Chenyuan’s message with Tuesday’s time and place. Outside, Mochuan drifted farther—I dropped the passenger window, leaned over, yelled: “Tuesday, 6:30—I’ll pick you up, come with me,…
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Chapter 25: Want to Give It a Shot? The girl had a plain low ponytail—twenty-two, twenty-three tops. The kid in her arms had been crying earlier, tear streaks still fresh, but spotting me and Mochuan, even the sobs stopped—just sucked a finger, staring curious. “You’re in Haicheng? Come in, come in…” She fumbled the iron security door open, ushered us inside. Old Haicheng complexes like this—no elevators, four units per floor. Her place was the east-end corner. Unlike the dim…
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Chapter 24: I Really, Really Didn’t Mess Around Mochuan brushed stream water from under his eye with a fingertip—the faint smile on his face gone. “No chance,” he said. “Bai… Bai Yin?” Ming Zhuo scrambled up from the water, flustered, finally using his upstairs brain. “No, you’ve got it wrong—nothing happened!” Though that upstairs brain didn’t seem too sharp. “In my whole damn life, I hate flip-flopping scumbags the most.” I scooped a fist-sized rock from the…
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