That night, Shang Hao played a viola that did not belong to him. Seeing him plucking at the strings like…
Lin Anran sat up against the headboard, his head on his knees, trying his best not to recall this afternoon.…
“Xiao Ran, how about we chat about your friend?” Lin Anran was ready. While sitting in the familiar sofa chair,…
It was early in the morning, and Lin Anran wasn’t very energetic, even though he usually wasn’t an energetic person…
That night, Shang Hao leaned on the headboard, reading his email. Lin Anran was already in his pajamas, and after…
Lin Anran counted the days. The day after tomorrow, he would have to go to the counseling center again. Teacher…
Lin Anran had sneakily joined an online group of illustrators before. He never talked or chatted in the group. There…
This morning, Lin Anran made an appointment with Peng Peng in a cafe downstairs from his home. Because Lin Anran…
Shang Hao was indeed late today. When he got home, he couldn’t even wait to change his shoes before bending…
Lin Anran started drawing illustrations before he graduated. After he graduated, he set up a place in the corner of…
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