Chapter 5: The Truth
For a boy in the midst of youthful confusion, his ideal woman should be gentle, intellectual, cheerful, and considerate—her every smile and frown carrying the scent of gardenias, as if…
For a boy in the midst of youthful confusion, his ideal woman should be gentle, intellectual, cheerful, and considerate—her every smile and frown carrying the scent of gardenias, as if…
The vague fondness for the transfer student was ultimately just like looking at flowers through the mist. Shen Yao didn’t charge towards the windmill as Cheng Cheng had suggested. He…
“Are you talking about that new Transfer Student in your class?” After school, students walked in groups of three or five along the way home. A hundred meters outside the…
Cheng Cheng had an oval-shaped face, graceful silkworm eyebrows, and a pair of lively, big eyes that made her look particularly approachable and charming. The abundant collagen of a sixteen…
June of 2003 was a rare, scorching summer. The streets were silent. Occasionally, the roar of an engine would slice through, then vanish like suppressed flames. Shen Yao remembered Mr.…
What if someone told you that the world’s strange and supernatural things never disappeared — that instead, they’ve taken deeper root in human hearts and daily life thanks to the…