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    • PRYM CH105: March Cover
      by DewdropTL — The system was rendered speechless. The Host was right. If he invited He Wenyan and Lin Ruyan at this time, they would definitely come bearing work reports. But... but the Host's current demeanor didn't look like he was in any mood to review work reports! The system fell into a bewildered silence. Fortunately, the Host didn't mock it as he usually did. The Host moved past the topic. When the driver arrived, he shielded his head with one hand and scurried into the car. Nestled in the Host's…
    • PRYM CH104: Cake Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Zhaorui instantly found his footing and glared angrily. "Because of this 'I'm going to become a recluse until the end of time without him' look of yours! Yiming has always been a smart kid, and he knows you well. He most likely guessed that once he passed away, it would completely disrupt the rhythm of your life. But he's also a considerate kid. If he guessed what kind of impact it would have, do you think he would still be willing, or even dare, to pass away in front of you?" Some time ago, when…
    • PRYM CH103: The Search Cover
      by DewdropTL — The recording ended there. But Cheng Huanzhen sat stunned, unable to even lift his hand for a long time. His cheeks were completely soaked, though he didn't know where the water was leaking from. The world suddenly became so quiet, so silent he could even hear the desperate and heartbroken thumping of his own heart. Little Uncle. Little Uncle. Little Uncle. He didn't want Little Uncle to go. He was still trying so hard, he clearly hadn't given up, so why wouldn't Little Uncle let him stay by…
    • PRYM CH102: Missing Cover
      by DewdropTL — With that thought, Cheng Huanzhen casually took a sip of water, got up, and went to the door of his Little Uncle's bedroom. Sometimes his Little Uncle didn't sleep soundly, and the next day he'd find the blankets all on the floor. Now that his Little Uncle was blind, Cheng Huanzhen often worried that one day he might kick off his blankets, try to pick them up himself, and end up falling headfirst. Cheng Huanzhen quietly placed his hand on the bedroom doorknob. He gently pushed the door open a crack…
    • PRYM CH101: Make a wish Cover
      by DewdropTL — Of course. Not only did his plans for the day already include a large block of time for "accompanying Little Uncle," but even if they hadn't, he rarely managed to refuse when his Little Uncle came knocking. Hearing his agreement, his Little Uncle cheered with delight and pulled on him, saying, "Then, Nephew, pick out the most beautiful outfit for me!" His Little Uncle looked good in everything. Cheng Huanzhen was in a bit of a predicament. "But all your clothes look good, Little Uncle. I can't…
    • PRYM CH100: Despair Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Huanzhen stood dazed in the examination room. He didn’t know how long he had been standing there—ten minutes, half an hour? All he felt was that it was terribly long. At last, the buzzing in his ears gradually faded, the gray mist before his eyes slowly dispersed, and only then did the worried calls of several doctors reach him. “Mr. Cheng? Mr. Cheng?” His eyes moved. The doctor who had just delivered the bad news saw him return to himself and immediately tried to patch his…
    • PRYM CH10: The Protagonist Cover
      by DewdropTL — “Okay, I’ll head back as soon as I can… Mm, I’m waiting for a car… No need to pick me up, I’m already on the way. It’s a bit far, but I’ll be quick…” Lin Chen walked along the street. Just past the corner, the building on the right was where the original novel’s protagonist, He Wenyan, was temporarily living. The system listened to the entire call inside Lin Chen’s head and watched him hang up steadily. “Host, will anything happen with Qi Xiuyi?” it asked, a little…
    • PRYM CH1: Transmigration [Arc 1] Cover
      by DewdropTL — Lin Chen had never imagined he would fall to such a low point. He was actually sitting in a dark, shabby little rental room that wasn’t even ten square meters. In his head, a childish boy-ghost-like voice was cheering:“Great! A new host! Finally, the mission in this plane can be saved!” Lin Chen: “...?” Inwardly, he recited to himself: “Since the founding of the nation, no monsters are allowed to appear. All ghosts and spirits are just feudal superstition.” He stroked the…
    • PFYM CH22: Friends Cover
      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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