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    • PRYM CH169: Commission Fee Cover
      by DewdropTL — Wen Shaozhuo finally succeeded in persuading his brother. Brother A'Heng was not in good spirits, so Wen Shaozhuo took the initiative to help pack his backpack. His movements were a bit clumsy, not as efficient as his brother's usual packing. It took some time before he managed to get everything back into the bag and slung it over his own shoulder. Suppressing the fear and nervousness in his heart, he earnestly thanked and said goodbye to the store manager and staff, then led Brother A'Heng out of…
    • PRYM CH168: Fever Cover
      by DewdropTL — Wen Siheng thought for a moment and asked curiously, "Become a person like me? But why does A'Shao want to be like me? A'Shao is so excellent, A'Shao is enough just being himself." Wen Shaozhuo unconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes. He thought, Brother A'Heng's filter for him was really heavy; in the whole world, only Brother A'Heng would see him and think of him this way. But how was he going to tell Brother A'Heng about this? After thinking for a long time, Wen Shaozhuo didn't know how…
    • PRYM CH167: The Dream Cover
      by DewdropTL — Wen Shaozhuo waited on the sofa for Brother A'Heng for a long time. Without realizing it, he fell asleep. Perhaps it was because of his sleeping position, but he had a nightmare again that night. The nightmare began in the third grade when his parents started filling his school-night evenings and weekends with all sorts of classes. When he said he didn't like them and didn't want to go, they would call him into the study and take turns reasoning with him. They told him that all these classes were for…
    • PRYM CH166: Want a Hug! Cover
      by DewdropTL — It was rare for Cheng Huanzhen to hear Uncle call him "big nephew" again, acknowledging his identity directly. His mood improved slightly, and his patience for requesting a hug was extended a little. Cheng Huanzhen said reluctantly, "Then let's go somewhere else to hug." He took Uncle into the car and drove to a deserted alley outside the villa area. Seeing Cheng Huanzhen still wanting to drive deeper in, Lin Chen immediately stopped him: "It's not like we're doing something shameful. As long as…
    • PRYM CH165: Leaving Home Cover
      by DewdropTL — Hearing the commotion, Wen Qingcai hurried to Wen Yifeng's side. "What happened??" Wen Yifeng laughed in anger and slammed his phone onto the table in front of Wen Qingcai. "What else could it be? Who knows, maybe Shaozhuo has already been sold by someone!" Furious, after hanging up on the driver, Wen Yifeng dialed his contact surnamed Lin directly. As soon as the call connected, Wen Yifeng took the initiative, aggressively questioning in a loud voice: "Mr. Lin, I treated you as doing business…
    • PRYM CH164: Renting a Place Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Huanzhen earnestly endured the entire funeral. The night before, his youngest uncle had specifically instructed him not to show their familiarity too obviously at the funeral. So, after arriving at the venue, he stood with restraint at the back of the crowd, his gaze firmly locked on Wen Siheng— He quietly took in every one of Wen Siheng's movements. The way Wen Siheng half-embraced and protected Wen Shaozhuo.The way Wen Siheng leaned down to whisper gently to his new younger…
    • PRYM CH163: The Original Story Cover
      by DewdropTL — "A'Shao... A'Shao?" "Ding-dong~" "A'Shao!" A distant and blurry voice became clear and close after that sudden bell chime. Wen Shaozhuo suddenly snapped back to reality, looking up blankly at Brother A'Heng. ...Ah, the public part of the funeral was over. Brother A'Heng shielded him in front, holding his arms out in mid-air to prevent the passing crowd from bumping into him. Seeing him come to his senses, Brother A'Heng's eyes curved into a smile. He bent down and whispered in his ear,…
    • PRYM CH162: Funeral · Dawn Cover
      by DewdropTL — Li Yunhui sat silently on the bench at the edge of the funeral hall. In his hands, he held a photo frame. Inside, a young man with brown hair peeked out from behind a door with a faint smile, grinning secretly at the camera. This was his younger brother. It was... his Shuyun. Shuyun's burial had been delayed for some time. Whether his own selfish motives were involved was hard to say clearly. Over the past month, he constantly thought that once buried, Shuyun would be all alone in the…
    • PRYM CH161: Coming Back Cover
      by DewdropTL — Suffocation, darkness, a harsh buzzing in his ears, shrill men’s and women’s shouts— That was Wen Shaozhuo’s world at this moment. The left wrist he had slit a few days ago and that had already begun to heal now throbbed faintly with pain. But the pain was far from enough. The cut had more or less closed. Even when he dug his fingers into it to force pain out, it still wasn’t nearly enough to distract him. …Why couldn’t he have been a little more decisive today on top of the…
    • PRYM CH160: Get Out! Cover
      by DewdropTL — Uncle’s fingers were hot. With one touch, his chest began to burn. Uncle’s smile was also beautiful. From Cheng Yiming to Li Shuyun, from Lin Chen to Wen Siheng, Cheng Huanzhen felt that Uncle looked equally beautiful when he smiled. The warmth in that smile was real, and the emotions hidden in his eyes were real too. Cheng Huanzhen was momentarily dazed. He unconsciously wanted to lean forward but was firmly pushed back by the finger against his chest. Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.…
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