The Obsessive Beauty Came to Terms with His Terminal Illness

Christmas arrived, and the hospital was simply decorated. Staff brought a Christmas tree into the ward, adorned with colored lights, […]

After finishing his IV drip, Su Qingci informed the head nurse and attending physician. He slipped on his coat and

　　Pei Jingchen was about to leave on a business trip. He first inquired with Wen Mengmeng about Su Qingci’s condition

You’ll bear the consequences. Bear the consequences my ass! Pei Jingchen was furious. He swore this was the absolute pinnacle

Pei Jingchen woke at dawn. Glancing at his wristwatch, he saw 6:30. His mind was hazy, but as clarity returned,

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave. I’ll always be with you.” “I really do feel a bit creeped out. Ah, it’s

　　“Brother, Mom’s sick. Could you go see her?” After saying this, Chen Cancan added at just the right moment, hoping

Seasonal changes often brought colds, and despite Su Qingci’s caution, he still caught one. On the first night of his

“Where’d you go? It took so long.” Pei Jingchen clasped Su Qingci’s hand, his expression turning pale. “Why are your

The Mid-Autumn Festival holiday ended, and Pei Jingchen went to work. Su Qingci got up half an hour late. On

Before the incident at Shuimu Fanghua, Su Qingci often visited Pei Jingchen at his home. Whenever he came, Pei Haiyang

Su Qingci stood speechless, unable to process it for a long, long time. Too many unexpected things had happened—like how

Early that morning, Annelise called Su Qingci to discuss the art exhibition. This solo show featured only one piece, yet

When Pei Jingchen rushed home through the rain, children’s songs blared from the million-dollar stereo in the living room. The

　　“No.” Fang Qiong said, “Su Qingci, where do you live? I could come visit you.” Su Qingci: “You’re not welcome.”

Su Qingci knew Pei Jingchen’s family situation well. His parents divorced when he was nine, and he lived with Pei

The day had been sunny, but rain fell by nightfall. The next morning dawned clear. Su Qingci opened the window

Su Qingci lay on the sofa, nearly asleep, when he suddenly heard Pei Jingchen say, “Xiao Ci, it’s time for

　　Su Baidong stood in the living room, his expression dark. Behind him hung a landscape oil painting by a master

Golden Week brought a noticeable surge of people to the park, all converging on the North Gate where the entertainment