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      PRYM CH32: The Body

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      by DewdropTL — A massive ringing sound filled Qi Xiuyi's ears. His father and the doctor seemed to be discussing something, but he couldn't hear or notice anything. At this moment, the only thing left in his sight was the silent emergency room with its open door at the end of the corridor. The indicator light above the emergency room had gone completely dark. He took a dazed step forward, and then another. It was as if something was calling to him from ahead. His pace quickened. So fast that his legs tangled and he…
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      PRYM CH33: Fang Ji [Arc 2]

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      by DewdropTL — It was the first time Fang Ji had ever seen such an expression on Qi Xiuyi's face. He was sitting under the shade of a tree beneath the dormitory building, hugging his knees, looking dejected. He was staring up, perhaps at the sky or the clouds, and had been sitting there all alone for a long time. He was there before Fang Ji went to eat. When Fang Ji came back from his meal, he was still there. Fang Ji had heard about what happened to the Qi family, knowing that the eldest young master who had only…
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      PRYM CH36: The Report

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      by DewdropTL — Fang Ji: "?" What the hell. A weak heart? Did scammers these days come with such complete character profiles? He looked at Fang Chengyu. The man, who seemed a few years his senior, looked genuinely startled by him. His eyes were wide, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his hand had instinctively risen to press against his own shoulder. His breathing seemed somewhat rapid as he stared at Fang Ji with a look of shock and confusion. Fang Chengyu’s hair had been mussed up when Fang Ji…
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      PRYM CH37: The Funeral · Qi

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      by DewdropTL — Fang Ji sent Fang Chengyu's test report to his parents, brother, and sister. However, he couldn't shake the feeling, whether it was his illusion or not, that out of the five people in the family group chat, he was the only one who seemed to care about the matter. A whole night passed, and only his sister had replied to the report he sent with a "1." Fang Ji: ? Seriously, was he the only one who suspected Fang Chengyu's identity? Had his parents, brother, and sister already been so thoroughly…
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      PRYM CH20.2: The Exam

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      by DewdropTL — Regarding this question, Lin Chen could only @ the system: "He's right. Where did your protagonist favorability mission system go?" After the last mission was completed, the system claimed to have received a small energy reward, and it was precisely this "small amount of energy" that allowed him to take off the camera and place it on others. But after that, Lin Chen never saw missions two, three, four, five, or six again. The system was very aggrieved about this: "According to the development in…
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      PRYM CH38: Seeing Again

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      by DewdropTL — Qi Xiuyi's footsteps froze on the spot as he stared blankly at the long-haired figure not far ahead. An unfamiliar face. An unfamiliar voice. An unfamiliar gentleness. But... How strange. Why did he feel... He felt... So familiar. So close. He... he really wanted to walk to his side. Qi Xiuyi didn't know if he was in reality or had drifted into another dream. He dazedly lifted his foot. Step by step, he walked forward. His pace was slow, each step seeming somewhat…
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      PRYM CH21: Surpassing

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      by DewdropTL — For two consecutive weeks, Lin Chen did not meet Qi Xiuyi face to face. Occasionally, when they ran into each other on the road, Qi Xiuyi would be expressionless, his lips tightly pressed together. The moment his peripheral vision caught sight of him, he would immediately turn his head and walk away coldly, unwilling to even meet his gaze. The system was very worried about this and would nag in Lin Chen's ear every few days, afraid that the work of more than three months would meet with an accident…
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      PRYM CH39: The Fight

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      by DewdropTL — This was the first time Fang Ji had ever encountered such... blatant "stealing." Even when Fang Chengyu was stealing his hand-picked brothers and sisters, wasn't it done secretly and quietly? Who acted like Qi Xiuyi... like this... So openly, as if he were treating Fang Chengyu like his own brother? He was even leading Fang Chengyu around to meet people from other families. What was the difference between that and telling everyone, "Look, Fang Ji can't take care of his brother properly. Fang Ji…
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      PFYM CH22: Friends

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      by DewdropTL — Outside the door, the young master was still pestering the butler about the 1500 yuan, refusing to believe that Qi Wendong and he were both receiving the same 3000 yuan living allowance— Who could believe that?! Qi Wendong was not restricted by his father on spending. How could he live on just 3000 yuan a month?! Lin Chen smiled silently, put on his headphones, shutting out the noise outside the door, and boldly took a night off for himself. But headphones could not block out the other voice…
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      PRYM CH23: Younger Brother

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      by DewdropTL — While Qi Xiuyi was busy in the dorm room calling the archaeology club's faculty advisor to discuss the exhibition, Lin Chen left with the system. Exiting the north gate of B University, a ten-minute walk would take you to the top-tier Capital Central Hospital. Lin Chen walked into the hospital, took a number, and went upstairs to find the doctor that Qi Jingming had assigned for him. The system had been complaining the whole way: "Host! The system-level medical record insertion can totally achieve…
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