soapa
Stories
26
Chapters
573
Words
2.3 M
Comments
222
Reading
7 d, 21 h
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Hwang Yoohyun had been sending messages like clockwork, twice a day, morning and evening, all weekend, as if he were possessed by an alarm clock. The problem was that the content of those messages was only one word: "Medicine." It was the kind of message that could easily be misunderstood if seen by someone else. Still, Seongyeon wasn't bothered. Thanks to those messages, he hadn't forgotten to take his medicine, even with his busy schedule. It's not like the guy's a bad person. He's annoying,…-
42.5 K • Ongoing
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"Kim Bokseung." Unable to watch any longer, Hwang Yoohyun called out to Bokseung, who was entering the villa's entrance. Bokseung, who had already climbed three steps of the villa stairs, turned around. As the boy turned, the teddy bear's long foot hit the stair railing with a 'thud!' "Give me the teddy bear." Sungyeon glared at Yoohyun, who had abruptly stopped him and demanded the teddy bear. That wicked sunbae is trying to extort my precious trophy and snack money! Sungyeon gripped the…
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42.5 K • Ongoing
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As soon as September arrived, even in Myanmar, where the climate was typically divided into only cool, hot, and rainy seasons, the temperature seemed to noticeably decrease. Ji Lin, still fully clothed, had spent the entire night on a makeshift mat on the floor. In the morning, he rose and first opened the window to let in fresh air. The previous night, out of concern that Mu Hao might catch a cold, the window had remained closed, leaving the room feeling somewhat stuffy. While he was breathing in…-
346.5 K • Ongoing
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The last night before autumn arrived, the summer heat in the mountains gradually dissipated. Thick clouds shook off the final rain of August, retreating behind the sky’s curtain to gather strength. In the daytime, the golden-gleaming Buddhist pagoda stood serenely in the night, as if the gods had fallen into slumber. Inside the three-story hotel, warm golden light spilled from the windows of many rooms. From one room came incessant chatter, vague mentions of “school starting,”…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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Yu Duqiu stood waiting for a while, sipping a glass of champagne, but the supposedly furious Xiao Bai wolf didn’t show up. Instead, Fei Zheng descended from the third floor via the elevator. Given his status, he wasn’t prominent enough to mingle with the banquet hall’s wealthy and influential guests. He sensibly grabbed a drink and some food from the buffet area and quietly settled at a small corner table to eat dinner. Hong Liangzhang, serving guests in the dining area, passed by him. They…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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Three minutes had passed since Fei Zheng entered the secret room, and the longer the situation dragged on, the higher the risk that Ji Lin and Lu Qing would be exposed. Bai Zhao didn’t waste a second. After receiving Fei Zheng’s response, he extended his hand in a gesture of goodwill. “So, does this mean we have a deal, Secretary Fei?” However, Fei Zheng shook his head. “You’ve got a sharp mind, and I appreciate that, but your capability is still in question.” He straightened…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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The investigation into Fei Zheng’s background began the moment they started suspecting him. He was born in a remote, impoverished village in the northwest. Until the age of seventeen, his life mirrored that of most children in the country, diligently studying and advancing through school. However, his journey to school involved hours trekking along dusty dirt roads, and after classes, he tended to the family’s cattle and sheep. His school was a makeshift structure converted from an old warehouse,…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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Yu Duqiu left the study, avoiding the crowd, and quietly slipped to the basement of the auxiliary building. When he emerged, his suit pocket held something new, and his confidence was bolstered. Humming a tune on his way back to the main building, he ran into the very Xiao Bai wolf who had irritated him that morning. The banquet was still hours away, and no guests had arrived yet. Bai Zhao stood on the tree-lined avenue stretching from the main gate to the main building, talking with someone. A sturdy…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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By the time they returned from the cemetery to Palace No. 1, it was evening. Hong Liangzhang, as usual, personally came out to greet them. Upon seeing his grandson, whom he hadn’t seen in months, his eyes crinkled into slits, his white eyebrows curving like silver hooks. He beamed, pulling Hong Yuanhang’s scrawny shoulders into an embrace. “Xiao Hang, are you tired?” Hong Yuanhang forced a dry smile, his eyes darting nervously toward Yu Duqiu. “I’m fine, slept a bit on the plane…” Yu…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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Ten o’clock at night. A heavy gray cloud obscured the nearly full autumn moon, plunging the earth into a deathly silence under a starless sky, as if brewing a sinister plot. “Beep… Beep…” An outdated flip phone pressed against an ear emitted an irritating dial tone. The person clutching it furrowed their brow deeply, the lines on their forehead tight enough to crush a mosquito. When the call connected, those lines deepened further. “What’s up?” The voice on the other end was…
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346.5 K • Ongoing
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