After she had sent those ellipses in a text, Fu Jiu turned on the hotspot on her phone. She kept that customized 'English textbook" of hers upright.
Everyone in the classroom thought that she was reading her book, including her teacher.
Only Xue Yaoyao who was sitting next to her knew that Fu Jiu wasn't looking at the book at all, but at a small laptop!
She looked at this miraculously delicate and small laptop. She was so stunned by it that she covered her mouth to stifle her scream. She hid Fu Jiu's secret from the English teacher.
Who would've thought that a plain English textbook could turn into a laptop when it was opened. How, how did he do it?!
Xue Yaoyao's eyes were shaking as she looked at the young man's perfect profile.
She was not dumb. One couldn't buy such a laptop anywhere. Plus, there was no logo on it.
Anyone who studied basic computer knowledge would know that this was a personally assembled laptop with top configurations.
Why… Why would he have such a laptop?
He was obviously just a normal high school kid.
He used to be a rude nouveau riche.
Was all that… just a disguise?
Xue Yaoyao watched those long, slim fingers operate on the keyboard with beautiful technique.
She also played PC games, and she clearly knew that the better the players are, the lighter they type, barely making any sound.
Also… when the young man typed, he didn't even lower his head. He held his chin with one hand, and his beautiful eyes looked at the podium at the front of the room, looking like she was listening to the class rather than playing games.
How great and capable was he that he could manage to do all this?
Xue Yaoyao tightened her fingers. An indescribable excitement was flowing in her blood.
As someone who didn't have money, she knew Director Zhang's incident last time wasn't something so easily exposed; there was more to it than that.
She already knew how deeply connected Director Zhang was to the school long ago.
How did private information like that leak out?
And who was capable of creating such a huge ruckus over the internet in a single night?
Someone big was behind all this.
Director Zhang must loath this secret backer.
According to them, the victims, they all relied on this secret backer for her to get rid of the accusation of being a thief and come back to school.
He was the very hero that she wanted to thank the most.
More and more voices were being suppressed for not having enough connections or money, getting twisted around ruthlessly.
But at that time, Xue Yaoyao saw hope—lots and lots of hope.
She had been guessing who this person could be, but even the police had no clue.
But now, she knew. She finally knew who he was.
He was the one sitting right next to her, who protected her over and over again.
Xue Yaoyao rested her shaking left hand and picked up the carbon pen. She wrote a note, but she was too excited to write well, so her pretty handwriting was bit askew.
"You were the one behind the Director Zhang's incident, right?"
Fu Jiu was focusing on finding players. The English textbook cover was the result of her work during the whole night. She ordered the cover online, taking a long time and spending much effort to install the other parts.
Suddenly, a note like that appeared in front of her eyes. The handwriting on the paper was blurred out by tears, but the words looked even clearer somehow.
Fu Jiu froze for a second and turned to look to Xue Yaoyao's direction.
Seeing that, Xue Yaoyao hurriedly wrote another note, "I won't tell, I swear, I just think…"
Before she could finish, Fu Jiu had taken her pen and written on the paper decisively and coolly, "Yup."


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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After being delayed by Professor Tang, Lu Zhou walked out of the lecture hall and was immediately surrounded by a group of school girls. 
Fine, there were some guys there as well. However, when the guys saw the crowd of girls, they did not want to squeeze in. 
"Genius, how do you do so well at advanced algebra? I think it's so hard. Is there any techniques you can teach me?"
"Brother! Brother, I heard that getting the national first-level prize increased your chances of getting into a master's degree? Is it true? I heard getting the Higher Education Society Cup…"
"Are you still participating in the competition next year? Are you missing a teammate? I can write a thesis! I won the high school debate competition!"
"Brother Zhou, do you have WeChat? Can you add me~"
Lu Zhou was barraged with so many questions that he was muddled. 
I know I'm handsome, but you don't have to be this enthusiastic.
I'm embarrassed…
After he finally got rid of the students, he carried his laptop bag and went to the library.
Chen Yushan was studying politics for the past few days. As it was mainly rote learning, she did not go to the library. 
Perfect, Lu Zhou did not have the time to speak to her anyway. 
Although the theorem was printed in Lu Zhou's mind, it still took a lot of effort to sort out the argument process. It would take three to four A4 pages just to write it all down. 
If he wanted others to understand his theorem, he would have to understand it himself first. 
The final thesis could not be three or four pages long, but it had to be twice as long so that people could understand. 
Moreover, Professor Tang's research was not about number theory, so this time there was no one available to edit his thesis. If he wanted to pass the review the first time, he had to give 100 percent of his focus and restore every vague theorem given by the system so that the academic reviewer could not find a single mistake. 
[Discussion On The Distribution Law Of Mersenne Prime Numbers And Proof Of Zhou's Conjecture
[Abstract: This paper studies the distribution law of Mersenne prime numbers and proves that when 2^(2^n) < P < 2^(2^(n+1)), MP has 2^(n+1)-1, prime numbers are established. Based on this argument, it is proved that when 2^(2^(n+1)), Mp has 2^(n+2)-n-2 prime numbers. ]
Lu Zhou typed a space in the thesis body before he jumped to the cited documents and typed a line of text. 
[Citation: The distribution law of Mersenne prime numbers [J]. Zhou Haizhong. Journal of Yixian University (Natural Science Edition). 1992 (04)]
He only needed to cite one literature. 
For twenty years, countless mathematicians and researchers in number theory had repeatedly tried to verify this theorem, but none of them succeeded. Even Mr. Zhou, who made this conjecture/approximation himself, who had been studying for so many years, could not give a proper proof of this conjecture.
This was the charm of number theory. Number theory was like an apple on the tree. Both mathematics and math enthusiasts were fascinated by its red color. Eventually, a tall man would come and pick the apple. 
Lu Zhou stopped typing and picked up a pen. 
He entered a special state where he forgot about everything else. 
The only thing that existed was the paper and the pen. 
The infinite prime numbers were magnified under his pen tip and converged into an equation. Numbers and symbols merged into a spell that weaved magic and described the truth of the universe.
Time slowly passed by. 
Pieces of fully written draft paper slowly covered the table. 
Soon, it was time for lunch. 
The guys who were studying for the graduate entrance exam stretched, and they were ready to get up and go to the cafeteria to eat. Suddenly, they noticed the draft paper laying on Lu Zhou's table. When they saw the calculations on the paper, they were shocked.
What question is this nutty doing?
Why does it take so many pages to calculate it?
He looks young, probably an undergraduate student. Is there such a difficult undergraduate mathematics question?
He looked over and saw that it was a number theory problem. However, when he looked further down, he could not understand it. On one hand, Lu Zhou's handwriting was like a dragon dancing[1]. On the other hand, he did not research number theory, so he was not well-versed with it. 
He was full of curiosity and was about to ask what Lu Zhou was doing when he suddenly noticed the title of the document on Lu Zhuo's laptop.
Zhou's conjecture?
His curiosity was gone. 
Oh, a crazy person.
Another idiot who is obsessed with mathematics.
That guy said in his heart before he took his backpack and left. 
Although it not the direction of his research, he still knew a little about this topic. 
For twenty years, number theory mathematicians all over the world had studied more or less the special prime numbers of Mersenne twin prime and Fermat prime. After all, this was a key topic of the century. Anyone that had studied Mersenne primes had tried to prove Zhou's conjecture. 
Not a single person succeeded. 
Before one could even think about picking the apple from the tree, one had to know that no one even brought a ladder! 
It would be impossible for an undergraduate student to proof it. 
Lu Zhou was completely immersed in his calculations. He did not even notice the guy next to him. He barely even noticed time or hunger. Those external factors were all annihilated by the mathematics calculations. 
Lu Zhou did not know when it began, but he was used to this unhealthy way of studying. 
By the time Lu Zhou wrote down the last calculation, the view outside the window was completely dark. 
Breathing a sigh of relief, he leaned back in his chair and felt as if his whole body had collapsed. 
On the one hand, he was tired.
On the other, he was hungry.
"I can't believe I forgot about eating… It seems that I've become an immortal."
This thesis was much more difficult than [Optimal Inversion Theory Of Linear Operators And Linear Functions]. The academic value of this thesis was also higher. Fortunately, the core of the thesis had already been done. Now, he only had to copy the content on the A4 papers onto the computer and his thesis would be done. 
Lu Zhou rubbed his stomach. He was about to stand up and tidy the draft papers when a list of numbers on a draft paper caught his attention. 
What?
Lu Zhou took his pen and circled the numbers on the draft paper. He then started to arrange them. 
The two sets of numbers after alignment were all twin prime numbers. 
Lu Zhou frowned and clicked his pen. 
He wrote down two equations before quickly crossing them out. 
The famous Polignac conjecture had an infinite number of prime pairs (p, p+2k) for all natural numbers k. When k=1, it was a twin prime approximation. The study of the distribution law of Mersenne prime numbers, in a certain sense, also provided an idea for solving the problem of infinite twin prime numbers.
He seemed to have discovered something while trying to prove Zhou's conjecture. 
He pinched his glabella and felt a headache.
I don't have a train of thought at all…
His flash of inspiration was gone, and he had missed the opportunity. 
F*ck sake!
As expected, number theory isn't something ordinary people can play with.
"System, give your user some inspiration."
Lu Zhou said in his heart but the system did not respond.
Fine.
Guess vague problem solving was not part of the system's abilities. 
"Student, the library is about to close."
Lu Zhou suddenly realized that the librarian was standing next to him. He looked around and saw that he was the only student left in the library. 
"Oh, sorry, I'll pack up right now," said Lu Zhou as he smiled apologetically and reached for the draft papers on the table. 
He could not study for much longer anyway. 
I'll go out and eat something.
[1] Sloppy writing


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

Seeing the woman run to her room like a frightened rabbit,Ryu smirked ruefully and looked around the house and soon realized both his comrades were missing.While he had been busy admiring an amazing pair of legs,Neil and Ru had moved to the kitchen and were happily sitting at the small table munching on some type of cookies.He looked around the kitchen amd for a moment was reminded of his mother.Though very different in style,it had a very cozy and homey feeling. He saw a small scarf in the corner with knitting needles still attached showing it to be a work in progress.It seemed this woman was something out of an old time novel with her hobbies being gardening and knitting and cooking..He would have considered these to be her forte if he had not seen the reports she prepared as Neil's assistant.Without any discrapencies her reports were usually concise and accurate.Hmm he wondered what flaws she had...then smiled to himself.She did have a little flaw to mar this perfection..Her handwriting was not legible to anyone.He remembered that once he had asked for an urgent report from Neil and been told to wait 20 minutes to receive it as it needed to be typed..In a hurry he had asked for a hand written copy itself.The handwriting looked like there were ants crawling on paper.Not able to understand a single word,he wondered if his brother had played a prank on him..but then exactly after 20 minutes he had received a typed report and after comparing the two he had been able to at least read the ant like handwriting.

Today's visit was especially enlightening in 2 aspects..one that it seemed that he had always appreciated Neil's assistant's work and second was something that had been quietly bothering him..He had been worried about his brother being attracted to Al amd vice versa.The level of camaradarie and closeness between these two was outstanding.He had not wanted to interfere if there was even a hint of attraction between the two..but from what he had observed yesterday and today they were more like snarky siblings...

Shaken out of his musings by the sound of a loud burp,he was shocked to see that Neil had polished off what looked like an entire tin of cake.He shook his head at his brother's gluttonous ways and looked around some more not realising that his son was not there in the kitchen anymore.

Upstairs,just outside Al's room,Ru quietly knocked on the door asking to be let in.He had sneaked upstairs to talk to Alice privately and wanted to hurry up before his father and uncle realized that he was not in the kitchen and decided to come look for him.

Alicia opened the door to the insistent knocking and opened the door.Seeing the door open,Ru immediately pushed his way inside,closed the door and grabbing her arm dragged her to sit on the soft rocking chair in the corner of her room.He then climbed onto her lap and said in a sad voice ,"Alice,what do I do?Will you take me in if I am thrown out of my house?You said you will always love me so would it be alright to come live with you?I am really worried I don't want to go live somewhere else with no one to live me..please take me in..."

Alicia had not expected the always happy,carefree and mischevious Ru to have such thoughts out of nowhere.The kid had always been confident in his father's and uncles' love for him.What could have caused him to become so insecure??
"Aiya..Ru baby,of course you can cone live with me whenever you want.Though I thinkbthat will make your father very unhappy..So tell me why you want to come live with me and why are you worried??Alicia wanted to know the reason for this insecurity so she hurriedly assured him lest he feel more insecure.
Hearing her un-hesitating reply,Runwas satisfied and thought to himself "Aunty Su said I must not talk about this to big people and especially not father and uncle.She said I should talk to her if father ever decides to marry..But she comes in the afternoon which was so far away..also Little Alice is 'little' and not big..and she is my friend so she will definitely help me..."

Deciding to be honest Ru made an angry face and said, "My father is going to marry a witch!!"
Alicia"...."

A contractual marriage with her best friend's brother. 
A cute and adorable baby.
Close encounters and blooming of romance
Love confessions

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Neil took a deep breath and said "Al..I need a favor.."

"Uh..huh."

"Please marry....my brother.""You want me to marry the Typhoon????!!!",she whisper shouted to him.

"I think you meant to say tycoon.." Neil asked her in a similar way.

"Noo..I meant typhoon..you heard me right..

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"Text typed like this would be said by a character"

Text typed like this would be from notifications, texts and the likes.

[Text typed like this would be from a director's cut or panel's cut]

Text typed like this would be a translated text KR to EN

Eugene thought a simple TV reality show wouldn't change her life.

She can always fake her reactions, she said.

But little did she know that her co-star would be a ghost from her past.

Can she survive living with him in their own little Dollhouse?

They sat in the back seat of the car, Jim and Miya on either side, with Ben in the middle. The little boy had busied himself in learning the list of numbers he had been handed over by the Chairman. His face was solemn, and his eyes were focussed.
The adults were lost in thoughts of their own. 
While Jim wondered about what Rebecca had told him about Kang Sung, Miya organized her thoughts on things she needed to deal with. Every now and then, they glanced at each other and looked away. Sometimes, because their thoughts were muddled, sometimes, because they each found the other too attractive.
It was a good thing that the child was busy learning.
Jim wondered what kind of relationship she had with Kasu, and how he could devise on a plan to tackle Sheng. Miya too, took out her phone, typed in a long, quick apology and sent it to the Chairman. 
That would be one thing off her chest, for now.
Whilst she did send the text, her mind kept going back to Senior Hunter's ambiguous words. Our history is entangled, he had said to her. He owed her two lives.
Two?
She was pretty sure he was referring to the tree incident for one. What else he was talking about, she didn't know. And how was her past related to him?
Sighing, Miya shrugged. 
She wasn't going to break her head over it. If the Chairman thought it was important, then he'd tell her. He had been going all out to help her and Rebecca anyway.
Once the thought crossed her mind, Miya felt guiltier and decided to apologize to the old man in person once they went back. Involuntarily, her gaze landed on Jimmy as well.
He – He too trusted her to the extent of not having asked her a single question about Kasu. Not even when he found out his real identity. 
The girl sighed again.
Her phone was still in her hands. She looked at the man beside her, and admired the contours of his face and his chin that seemed harsh on first gaze. She remembered the touch of his lips against hers. She blushed.
Jimmy's phone buzzed.
It was a text from the missus.
[You look incredible, Jim.]
Jimmy grinned at the words, then looked at the wife, who rewarded him with a small smile in response. He began to type in himself.
[You look absolutely wonderful too.]
[Not better than you. Thanks for wearing the suit! It really does suit you.]
[I know. Aren't I beautiful, wife?]
The text almost made Miya laugh. She kept herself in check though, making sure she didn't disturb Ben.
[You are, husband.]
She texted back with a knowing grin.
Jimmy's heart struck at that last word. He looked at it fixedly for a while, then silently muttering a curse, he took a screenshot of the text. She had him now. Giving the missus a cheeky, warning look, he wrote again.
[Flirting again, my dear?]
[Can I not?]
[Of course you can. I'm all yours to use, baby.]
And then he sent her three 'kiss' emojis.
Miya almost dropped the phone in shock. Her heart missed a beat, and she looked sideward at the grinning Jimmy Hunter in horror.
This… This person…
Pervert!
She quickly closed the chat, blushed furiously, and crossed her arms over her chest while determinedly looking away. 
She was going to die of heart attack.
Meanwhile Jimmy chuckled as quietly as he could. He ruffled Ben's hair idly, while the child paid him no heed. Jim chuckled at that too, then looked fixedly at Miya.
Grinning, he typed again and sent her another text.
Miya was still red in the face, but she shot him a defiant look nevertheless. She did however open the chat once more and looked at his message.
[Alright, I'll tone it down a bit. But you are such a baby.]
Miya squinted her eyes at that.
[I am not!]
[Baby.] Another 'kiss' emoji.
Miya shot him another warning glare. Then, she typed rapidly.
[The only baby here is you!]
And her actual baby, of course.
[Baby.] Two 'kiss' emojis!!
[Jimmy, I will –]
She was about to send in a nasty reply, when Jim typed in faster and sent another text first.
[No, my dear. You're not allowed to kick my ass.]
That got her.
Without another thought, Miya burst out laughing. She held her stomach as she looked at the text, howling till Ben frowned at her and said, "Mommy, you're disturbing me."
Miya pressed her lips awkwardly, and quickly apologized, "Sorry, baby!"
Baby…
She ended up laughing again.
Beside them, Jim couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. He smiled, looking out of the car window distractedly, feeling extremely content.
Just then, his phone buzzed again.
This time though, the text wasn't from Miya.
It was from the Chairman. 
Jim read through the few sentences that his father had written. Then, he went through the attachments and other files. He frowned as he read along, finally letting out a deep sigh once he was done. 
He texted Miya again.
[What happened between father and you?]
Miya, who had cheerfully been looking out the window as well, frowned once she saw the message. She wondered what had suddenly happened.
Carefully, she replied.
[Nothing much. I was sort of rude to him, but I just apologized in a text. I'll do it in person too once we get back. Why? What's up?]
Jim breathed. 
No wonder the old man had sent him rather fine details of what he and the missus were expected to do while they were grounded. Those 47 hours would be taxing.
Seriously… what had Miya done to piss the old Hunter off?
That, when they were already in trouble!
Sighing, he looked through the other information sent by the Chairman. They were just a few words, but enough to create trouble for him again.
[She knows you bugged her.] He had written.
And of course, Simon Hunter must have been the one to tell her. Which made Jim conclude the obvious – Miya found out the old man bugged her and got mad at him. He in turn, told on Jim.
Really… what a fantastic father!
A vein on Jim's head twitched, and he took in a deep breath. 
Just after he had a good moment with the wife, now he had to be ready for her misplaced wrath.
Miya, who had been waiting for Jim to respond, watched him carefully as he looked into his phone. A plethora of emotions crossed her mind as she took in that face again. She also noticed the terseness in his brows, the way his shoulders were tense. It struck her then how busy this man must be.
And yet, here he was, taking Ben to school.
Since the day they had met, he had been helping her out. He had even taken a bullet for her sake.
Closing her eyes, Miya realized how stupid she was being.
Jimmy Hunter – this guy, was just about the only streak of luck in the twenty seven years of her life that she had had. And he was right all along – she had to move on.
She needed to.
It would be wrong if she hurt this man because of her own fragile mind.
Just then, her phone beeped.
Miya looked at the words.
[Miya… dear. I shouldn't have bugged you.]
Jim was still typing, his words carefully chosen.
Miya concluded the obvious. She laid back in the seat, took in a lungful of breath, and wrote.
[Thanks for looking out for me, dear.]
Jim read the words. He choked.

Mr. Jimmy Hunter is in a fix. He is the C.E.O. of the prestigious Hunter Corporation, currently at loggerheads with his father, Senior Mr. Hunter, the Chairman. Jimmy is the only heir, and yet his father refuses to grant him his inheritance. Unless, of course, he fulfills one condition - gets married before his next birthday! 
The clock is ticking, and the young master still hasn't found a bride. There's only twenty four hours left, and yet, there are plans to be made. Until with his two best friends, Jimmy comes up with an idea. One that would get him his 'perfect' bride, and help him get back at his father too! If only the bride would agree though...
Enter Miya!
She's strong, hard headed, foul mouthed and comes with a kid! And there's nothing that pisses her off more than an arrogant rich brat, who also happens to be a pervert. Oh well, she would teach him a lesson!

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The next day...
John woke up to a beautiful new day, the sun already risen ahead of him, he made some arms stretching, then he heard a beep tone from his phone, he reached for his mobile device from the bedside table eager to know who's texting him early morning, a dazzling smile appeared on his lips the moment he knows who was texting him so early today!
His beloved Catherine! Wow! He received four text messages from her, he read her messages excitedly...
'Good morning...!'
'Can you visit me here? Can we talk?'
'Looking forward to spend a night with you by my side tonight!'
'I miss you...!'
John felt he ascended into heaven after reading her messages. He was feeling truly happy today! Catherine was finally reaching out to him! It's hard to believe at first. But her text messages were evidence that she was finally warming up to him again. It does sound so abrupt though, that she finally turn around a full 100 degree just to make peace with him considering that the last time they saw each other she was very angry at him, but he can't complain though, because it's what he'd been wishing for on these past few days. He would do anything to win her love and trust again.
He typed his replies right away, he reread them twice before he sends them one by one...
'Good morning love! Kiss...muahhhh!'
'Yes, of course, I would love to visit you tonight, Cath! Thank you very much for inviting me. You have no idea I'd been waiting for your invitation every minute of the day.'
'Ah, yes! I love to spend the night with you by my side. I miss you so much! I miss cuddling with you! I miss kissing your lips! I can't wait for tonight...'
'I miss you too, Cath! I miss our son inside your belly! I miss you more than my words can say. See you tonight! Eat your breakfast and drink your milk to nourish our baby...'
'I love you so much!'
His good mood kick starts his day. He was looking forward to seeing Catherine tonight. He rose from the bed and went inside the bathroom to relieve himself.
He went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and made himself a sandwich with the strawberry jam spread. He went to the door to pick up his morning newspaper.
As he was reading the newspaper and sipping his coffee, he received another text from Catherine...
'Can you come early? I want to eat dinner with you?'
John grinned from ear to ear. He began typing...'Of course, I will come early. I would love to spend my dinner time with you.'
He sent the message and sipped his coffee...
Another text message comes, he reads it.
'Hmmm...there is a problem...I want our dinner dishes to be special but I don't have money, can you order some foods and have it delivered it here? Pleaseeee...'
He typed again...'No problem, Cath! I will order the foods and have it delivered at your place at 6:00 PM tonight. How many dishes you want and what type of cuisine you like to eat?'
Catherine replied...'Just 7 types of dishes, I want vegetable and seafood this time, you can order meat though if you like, for Cora, Minerva, Allan's and George dinner as well.'
John smiled broadly, oh God, he can't contain his happiness. He typed again...'Yes my love. I will order all your request, leave everything to me.'
He sends the text message.
He continues sipping his coffee waiting for her reply...his phone beep again...he reads her message.
'That's all. Thank you, John.'
He typed his last reply to her for the morning...'No need to thank me, my love. I love you so much! I will give you anything you want! Just ask...'
He sends his last message and waited for her reply...
He was a bit disappointed that she no longer replied to his message.
Oh well, maybe she got tired of typing...or probably already eating her breakfast. He doesn't want to get his son starving inside her tummy, right?
Awww! The smile on his face lingers on...
He focused his attention back to reading the newspaper.
After reading the whole business section of the newspaper, John rose to his feet and washes his cups and spoon in the sink.
He was feeling energized today! He and Catherine were now on speaking terms. If they can sustain the momentum they will eventually have a peaceful relationship while waiting for the arrival of their baby into this world. And maybe, somewhere down the road, they finally able to iron out their differences and live as a husband and wife under one roof.
He went back to his bedroom and took a bath to get ready for his daily activities.
Fifteen minutes later...John exited the bathroom and went to his wardrobe to chose his work attire for the day, black slacks and a white polo shirt. He combs his Ivy League hair cut and styled it a bit with a gel. Satisfied with his looks, he exited his room to go down to his office on the 13th floor.


{COMPLETED} The twin sisters, Catherine and Caroline, robbed an old ancestral house out of  pressing necessity. Unfortunately they were caught empty handed by the owner himself and his bodyguards. 

To avoid jail time, Catherine offered her body to the owner in exchange for their freedom.

What happened next...?

A tumultuous, intense and passionate love story between Catherine and the owner named John began to take shape in each chapters of the story.

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For John, his first encounter with Catherine was embroiled with lust, not proper and wasn't even built on a solid ground. He thought he already lost her. But he nurtured and kept her memory alive in his mind. How many times he was willing to chase the woman he loves?

For Catherine, she met John for the first time in a cruel stroke of destiny. He ravaged her body for two nights straight. But he left a lasting impression on her. He was her first kiss, the first guy she was physically intimate with. But he wasn't even her boyfriend! He was just a stranger that appeared in her life once, but the imprint he left on her body, his gentleness and his generosity was bound to hunt her forever. How long she can deny the true beating of her heart?

In another time their path was destined to cross again...

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*** This novel is controversial, gripping and mind engaging! But more importantly you will be amazed of one man's enduring love for one woman 'till the very end. It's rare to find a guy who's love for a woman can endure the test of time...

*** The novel contains smut, steamy scenes but done in good taste, lol. Btw. you can skip chapter with steamy scenes, not all chapter has smut theme though.

*** This novel is for Adults only! For mature readers and audiences, lol. Only 18+ above please! Thank you. 

*** If you don't like the novel, please don't bash the novel and the Author. This is a work of fiction, although some of the events and scenes in the story happens in real life...still everything in this story was a work of fiction, please don't take it personally. Thank you!



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It was a WeChat message from Little Brother.
It said, "Want to play a game?"
Feng Nai's fingers paused for a moment as his gaze seemed to sweep past it with a glance.
At first, he did not reply.
After all, when faced with a person that one wanted to get revenge on, one indeed wouldn't want to reply to such texts. 
Even when the assistant finished preparing dinner, the person in question did not appear.
Feng Nai looked at the screen again before he typed a line of words. "I'm his brother."
His fingertip almost hit the 'send' button.
However, the other party suddenly sent another text. "Haven't you been wanting to play the assassin recently? You can practice."
Feng Nai's fingers moved after seeing that sentence and changed the content to "Trouble Lin is so lousy, yet you're still letting him be the assassin?" 
The tip of his thumb moved over once again.
Panda, who was sitting across from him, had absolutely no idea what had happened. He knew that their Chief only used his cell phone for gaming and ordering food. He'd never used it to text before.
Who was the other party?
Were they male or female?
It would be no big deal if they were male. They could simply be having a discussion about games. 
However, this didn't seem like a discussion about games.
If it had been, Chief would've just sent a voice message. It was a lazy way of getting his point across clearly. After all, he still had a cold.
However, it was different this time. Not only had he been typing the whole time, but he had even typed, then deleted, then typed again. What was going on?
Panda felt that something was amiss. When he looked over with a cola chicken wing in his mouth, he only managed to catch a glimpse of the nickname 'Little Brother'. 
This nickname made the chicken wing in his mouth fall out!
Um… Little Brother?
Who had Chief saved as Little Brother?
Their ADC?
Panda shifted his gaze to Han Xi. He was indeed very good-looking, but it was quite unlikely. 
Then, he turned towards their assistant. That was even more impossible.
Chief's WeChat contact list only contained these few people. 
Who could it be?
It couldn't be someone from another battle team, could it?
This was virtually suspenseful!
When the battle team ate together, they sometimes dropped things. There was nothing odd about that.
However, when Feng Nai heard the noise, he looked up and shot a glance in his direction. 
This glance was enough to tell Panda to behave and eat properly. Otherwise, his bonus would be deducted. 
He understood nearly everything his Chief meant.
However, after looking at him, his Chief looked back down and texted. This made him very agitated. 
This time, Chief did not delete anything else. It was very obvious that he had typed everything out and tapped the send button.
At the same time, Mo Bei also received a text. It only contained one word. "Okay."
She did not give any thought to why there was a change in Little Lin's tone today.
After all, the only thing Mo Bei wanted to do now was enter the game to vent some things weighing down on her heart. 
The two of them entered the arena and they each selected their role.
Feng Nai noticed something.
Mo Nan's handling was completely unregulated that day. He picked a tank but did not protect the damage dealers. Instead, he fought head-on. 
He got lots of kills and died many times as well.
When the match was about to end, a slightly cold voice came from the other end. "Why aren't you talking?" 
When this question was asked, Feng Nai did not react.
However, everyone at the dining table turned to look at him.
Not only was Chief playing a game with someone, but he was even voice messaging them.
The problem was, they couldn't tell based on the voice whether the other party was a girl or not! 


Three years ago, when Sovereign Union disbanded, gaming genius Mo Bei laid low and went into seclusion.
Three years later, she returns with a concealed name, disguised as a man.
Despite being scorned and loathed, she ultimately reascends to the thone, causing a sensation in the entire nation!
Handsome but aloof, pursued by countless fans, he was the famous King of the eSports scene.
Dark Flares' Captain, who was known for his looks, was even more famous for his ambiguous playing style.
*
When she first joined the team, he told her, “Know your place. Do not try to have inordinate ambitions.”
Subsequently, when her identity was exposed, he looked up from his seat at the table and stood up gradually. “Are you thinking of deserting me after marrying me in the game? Hmm?”
Sequel to National School Prince Is A Girl! Mo Bei is the disciple of NSPG's Almighty Qin. Join him as he too becomes one!

Episode 4
After being tricked once again by Blacky Sheng, Flower Qi made a solemn vow that he would get back at Blacky!
Since he was one year older, Flower Qi brandished his fists at Blacky Sheng in a threatening manner and said, "Say you're a pig and maybe I'll spare you. Hmph!" 
"You're a pig," said Blacky Sheng calmly.
Flower Qi said, "… I meant you!"
"Sure, you're a pig," Blacky Sheng repeated.
"Aah! Not 'you're a pig,' but 'I'm a pig'!" Flower Qi went berserk.
"Alright, I see." Blacky Sheng gave him a knowing nod, then turned to leave, mumbling, "That was a very strange request."
Flower Qi was utterly defeated.
-
Episode 5
Blacky Sheng and Flower Qi went to the same traditional Chinese culture class.
Flower Qi nodded off over his desk, drooling. He was still reciting the text in his dreams. "'The Rules for Students' are the Sage's teachings. First, be good to parents and respect elders; next, be reverent and trustworthy. Love everyone and become close with the kind-hearted…"
"Hey, wake up! The teacher's coming!" Blacky Sheng tugged his sleeve, but Flower Qi replied with a swat from his hand and a loud protest, "Leave me alone!"
Blacky Sheng made no comment.
The teacher was next to them now and said angrily, "Qi Yanxi! You're sleeping in my class again! Sheng Yize can recite 'Tao Te Ching' already, but you can't even remember 'Standards for being a Good Pupil and Child'!"
Flower Qi woke up with a jolt at the bellow.
The bubble at the corner of his mouth burst with a pop.
The white-bearded teacher was all the more exasperated. "Gosh! You're incorrigible! Have you done your homework?"
The homework last week was to write some ancient style prose from memory.
It was an impossible task for Flower Qi. He barely knew how to read, and all of a sudden, he was required to recite some ancient text, which worried him so much that he almost skipped dinner!
Judging by the look on his face, the teacher knew that Qi Yanxi hadn't done his homework. The old man rolled up his sleeves and scolded, "You brat! Go stand in the corridor!"
After all, he was the heir to the Qi family, and there was only so much the teacher dared do to punish him.
Blacky Sheng suddenly spoke. "Sir, he did his homework."
He then handed the teacher an exercise book.
The teacher opened it suspiciously and found some very messy scrawls inside. However, it appeared that Qi Yanxi had indeed finished his homework.
"Hmph! I see you followed my instructions for once! Work on your handwriting!"
After the teacher left, Flower Qi flipped through the exercise book in disbelief. "Did I do this while I was asleep?"
Blacky Sheng smirked. "You're such an idiot. I did that for you."
"That can't be! How come your handwriting looks so ugly?"
"… I wrote it with my left hand."
Flower Qi, whose handwriting was even worse, was utterly defeated.
However, he was still greatly moved. "How nice of you! You did my homework for me. Blacky, I think I'm falling in love with you…"
"Go away!" Blacky Sheng rolled his eyes. "I just… hate it when you cry so loudly."
"I'm a big boy! I don't cry!"
Blacky Sheng smiled at that. "Qiuqiu just told me that she wants to be my wife. She said I could kiss her."
Rumble —
It was like a bolt out of the blue!!
Flower Qi howled. "Blacky Sheng! I'm going to kill you! Sob…"
Blacky Sheng only said cockily after Flower Qi howled his throat raw, "You're so dumb, Flower! I made all that up!"
He was so gullible! Hahaha!
Flower Qi wrapped his hands around Sheng Yize's neck. "Don't trick me ever again!"
"Alright."
"I can give you everything, but not my wife! Stay away from my girl from now on!"
"You dumb Flower. Fine, I will, as long as you don't smear your snot on my clothes."
"Teehee.
"We'll be best buddies forever!" Flower Qi raised his little fist.
"Tch." Despite the indifferent look on his face, Blacky Sheng raised his fist without hesitation and bumped it against Flower Qi's.
"It's a promise! Man to man!"
"Yes."


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

Chapter 2. Messages 


KINABUKASAN ay inaasahan ni Janine na nandoon na naman sa kabilang gusali ang binata. Hindi siya nabigo nang masilayan niya ang motorsiklo nito. Wala sa sariling lumapit siya kahit wala naman siyang dahilan para lumapit. Oh, yes, she brought his raincoat. 

"Hi," panimulang-bati niya.

"Hi, there!"

"S-Sorry, hindi ako nakapag-reply kahapon. Busy..." dahilan niya pero ang totoo ay hindi niya alam kung ano ang ire-reply.

"It's alright. You can reply whenever you're available," tipid itong ngumiti.

"Uhm, may inaabangan ka?"

"Wala naman."

Nangunot ang kanyang noo. Bakit ito laging nandoon kung ganoon?

"Ah..." imbes na magtanong pa ay napatangu-tango na lamang siya.

"Siya nga pala, nakalimutan ko iyong jacket mo. Raincoat lang ang nadala ko kasi mabigat sa bag, e."

Akmang kukunin niya iyon sa kanyang bag nang pigilan siya nito.

"Just keep that, para may gamitin ka ulit kapag umulan."

"Hindi, okay lang ako," tanggi niya.

Kumunot ang noo nito.

"Dala ko na ang payong ko. Actually, I bought a new one. Mas magaan kaysa sa una," esplika niya.

"That's good then," anas nito.

Saglit na katahimikan ang namayani. Lumingon siya sa motorsiklo ng binata. Ang gara ng motorsiklo nito, mukhang mamahalin. 

"Ite-text kita kung dala ko iyong jacket mo bukas," basag niya sa katahimikan.

"Alright."

Napalingon siya sa mukha nito. Ang tipid naman nitong kausap. 

"What's your name?" namamaos na tanong nito. Napahinto siya saglit. Oo nga naman, ilang beses na silang nagkaroon ng interactions pero hindi pa rin nila kilala ang isa't isa.

"Princess Janine," pakilala niya. Wait, that's too long. "Just call me Janine."

"Janine," anas nito.

Pakiramdam niya ay maliliit na mga daga na nagtatakbuan sa kanyang dibdib. Bakit ganito ang nararamdaman niya?

"Hm," tumango siya. "Ikaw?"

"Louie,"

Bahagya siyang tumango. Hindi pa rin niya mapigilan ng pagkabog ng kanyang dibdib kaya naman ay nagdahilan na siya.

"B-Baka hinihintay na ako sa amin. Mauna na 'ko," paalam niya.

Tumango ito. "Ingat ka."

Pagkauwi niya ay ginawa niya muna ang lahat ng kailangang gawin. Matapos maghugas ng pinagkainan ay naghilamos na siya, at tinapos na ang assignment niya, weekends naman pero ginawa na niya ang mga assignment para bukas, pagkatapos nilang maglaba ay makakapagpahinga siya ng maayos. 

Lagpas alas nueve na nang mapagpasyahan niyang mahiga na sa kama. Pero hindi siya makatulog kaya naman napagpasyahan niyang mag-cellphone. Her phone isn't the latest model, hindi rin siya nakagagamit ng internet dito dahil de-pindot. Hindi siya binibilhan ng bago dahil calls and texts lang naman daw ang kailangan niya. About the Internet, she can browse on their computer. Or that's what her tita Sheng said.

Pagkuwa'y may naisip siya. Mabilis na tumipa siya ng message:
Hi, Louie.

Pikit-mata niyang s-in-end iyon.

Ilang sandali lang ay nakatanggap siya ng reply:
Good evening, Janine! Have you eaten your dinner?

Omg!

She typed in: 
Yeap! Kanina pa. Ikaw ba?

Louie:
Yes. I ate dinner with my family. Buti gising ka pa? It's getting late.

Napabusangot siya. Ayaw ba siya nitong ka-text?

Louie:
I'm just concerned that you're tired. We can text tomorrow so you could have a good rest :')

Ah, iyon naman pala ang ibig niyang sabihin. Kinuha niya ang unan at niyakap habang tumitipa:
Medyo pagod na nga. I was about to sleep but I remember to text you. Nasabi ko kasi kanina na ite-text kita kung dala ko ang jacket mo bukas pero wala namang pasok.

Hindi niya iyon pinasa at binura ang mensahe. She typed in a new one:
Oo sige, will text you tomorrow. Good night! :')

Louie:
Good night. Huwag ka nang mag-reply para makapagpahinga ka na. 

She turned off her phone before she could text back. Baka kasi hindi siya tuluyang makatulog. 

She slept with a light smile on her face. 

Naging instant textmate niya si Louie matapos niyang ibigay ang numero rito. 

"Siya nga pala, noong Foundation Week namin, bakit nagpupumilit kang pumasok?" tanong ni Janine nang makita niya ulit ito sa katapat na gusali ng kanilang paaralan. "Pwede namang bumili ng ticket, pero nagpumilit ka pa talaga na wala kang pera." 

"I really didn't have money then, I forgot my wallet," sagot nito. 

"Pwede namang umuwi at kunin muna iyong wallet mo, pero bakit gustung-gusto mong pumasok noon?" kuryosong tanong niya. 

Saglit itong tumahimik bago nagsalita, "I want to be honest with—"

"Luigi?"

Sabay silang napalingon nito sa babaeng nagsalita.

"Betatche?" nagtatakang tawag niya sa apelyido ng estudyanteng nasa harapan na nila ngayon.

"My! It's really you! Ano'ng nangyari? You stopped texting me," bati nito sa katabi niyang tila naging bato na.

"Jenny," bati ni Louie sa ka-schoolmate niya nang makahuma na. 

She knows her, sikat itong varsity player ng volleyball. At ito rin ang itinanghal na Ms. GHS noong nakaraang taon, magkaklase rin sila noong grade seven sila. Paano nitong nakilala si Louie? Wait, who's Luigi?

"Ayaw ko mang aminin, pero medyo na-miss kita," bahagyang tumawa si Jenny sa isiniwalat sa binata. 

"M-Mauna na ako, nandiyan na si Erik," sabad niya nang mamataan ang sasakyan nilang minamaneho ng kanyang kuya. Nag-text kanina na susunduin daw siya dahil pauwi na rin naman ito galing sa unibersidad na pinapasukan nito.

"Wait lang, Vergarra, magkakilala pala kayong dalawa ni Luigi?" wika ni Jenny na tila ngayon lang siya napansin.

Wala sa sariling tumango siya at lumayo na.

"Ja," tawag ni Louie ngunit hindi na niya nilingon at pinansin pa.

Nang makasakay siya sa sasakyan ay nilingon niya agad ang dalawa na mukhang may seryosong nang pinag-uusapan.

Magdamag niyang inisip ang tagpong iyon kaya naman kinabukasan, paggising niya ay namumugto ang ilalim ng kanyang mga mata. Hindi rin niya in-on ang cellphone, hinayaan niyang lowbat iyon. Hindi na rin niya dinala sa eskwelahan. 

Maging sa klase ay nawalan siya ng pokus hanggang sa mag-uwian na. Hindi siya dadaan sa main gate gaya ng lagi niyang ginagawa, bagkus ay sa second gate na kahit medyo malayo iyon sa sakayan.

"Vergarra, wait!"

Napahinto siya nang marinig na may tumatawag sa kanya. Si Jenny.

"Kanina pa kita tinatawag, hindi mo yata ako naririnig," ani nito habang nagmamadaling makalapit sa kanya. 

"Pasensya na."

Out of respect, she stopped walking to wait for her. Kapagkuwa'y huminto sila sa shed malapit sa second gate. 

"Siya nga pala, pasensya na kung hindi ko napansing magkasama kayo ni Luigi kahapon. Nagulat lang kasi ako na naroon siya," panimula nito.

"Luigi?"

"Iyong lalaking kasama mo kahapon. Nililigawan ka ba niya?" direktang tanong nito.

Sa kanyang isipan ay panliligaw na ang ginagawa ni Louie sa kanya. Ang paghihintay nito tuwing tapos na ang kanyang klase, ang palaging pagte-text nito sa kanya...

"To be honest, Luigi was my suitor before. We were supposed to meet last Foundation Week but he didn't see me before the pageant has started. Kailangan na ako sa stage," casual na paliwanag nito. Ito kasi ang master of ceremony sa pre-pageant nang gabing iyon kaya kailangang nasa venue lamang ito. 

Hindi niya alam kung bakit nito sinasabi iyon sa kanya. Palalayuin ba siya nito kay Louie? Luigi? O kung ano man ang pangalan nito? Napabusangot siya.

Pumalatak si Jenny. "Now I know why."

Kumunot ang kanyang noo.

"I mean, don't get me wrong, ah, he's nice at all. Pero nagtaka lang talaga ako na bigla siyang nawala. Hindi lang pala sa mag-jowa na-a-apply ang ghosting, pati sa suitors din," naiiling na tumawa ito pagkatapos.

"Why are you saying all of this to me?"

"I'm saying that you should be careful. Luigi is a playboy. Halata naman, 'di ba?"

Tumango siya dahil iyon naman talaga ang impresyon niya sa binata.

"But believe me when I say, he's nice. He actually explained to me yesterday that he was still texting me, he's been asking me to meet him, that he'll wait for me everyday..."

Kung ganoon pala, si Jenny ang hinihintay nito araw-araw? And here she thought he's been waiting for her so he could see her. 

Ilusyonada ka, Princess Janine. 

"He said he wanted to tell me that he'll stop courting me. That he doesn't really like me," saglit itong bumuntong-hininga. "Sayang, I like him pa naman," dagdag pa nito.

"Akala ko ba hindi na siya nagti-text sa iyo?" hindi napigilang komento niya.

"That's what I thought, too! Nakalimutan kong nagpalit na nga pala ako ng sim card. 'Tsaka hindi na rin naman ako sa main gate dumadaan, sinusundo na ako lagi rito sa second gate," paliwanag nito. She sighed, "And lately, I realised I kinda miss him."

"Bakit hindi mo siya sagutin ngayon?"

"Masokista ka rin, Janine, 'no? Talagang itatanong mo sa akin iyan?" she's a little bit sarcastic. 

Hindi siya nakasagot.

Ngumisi ito. "Don't worry, I know you like him. I can sense it."

Maang na napatingin siya rito. Was she that obvious?

"Huwag mo na akong pagselosan. 'Past is past' ika nga kahit wala naman kaming past talaga." natatawang pansin nito sa pananahimik niya. "We weren't really a thing. Ako talaga ang unang lumapit sa kanya. At dahil alam kong hindi siya tumatanggi sa mga babaeng gustong maka-fling siya, lumakas ang loob ko."

Tumahimik siya. Ready for more information.

"Imbes na lumitaw na ako ang nanligaw, sinabihan niya akong liligawan niya ako. How nice of him, right? Playboy siya pero hindi manloloko. Maloko siguro, oo."

Hindi sila magkaibigan ni Jenny, hindi rin sila close, pero hindi siya na-offend sa paraan ng pagkukwento nito. Hindi ito trying hard na makipag-usap sa kanya. Hindi gaya ng iba na feeling close.

"Basta, nililinaw ko lang sa iyo na wala kaming intimate relationship ni Luigi."

"Thanks for telling me, Jenny."

May pakiramdam siyang mula sa araw na iyon ay hindi na last-name basis ang pagtawag nila nito sa ngalan nila. She had this feeling that they'll become friends. Not so close, but good friends. 

"O, sige na, nandito na ang sundo ko," paalam nito at kumaway sa kanya.

Pagkauwi ay 'tsaka pa lamang niya ch-in-arge ang cellphone. Pagkabukas niya ay nag-ring agad iyon. Nasagot niya nang hindi sinasadya. 

"You're phone was off all day and last night, too. What happened? Are you alright?" bungad ng nasa kabilang linya.

Imbes na patayin ay hinayaan niyang ongoing ang tawag.

Louie sighed heavily. "I'm sorry about yesterday, I was about to tell you—"

"Nasabi na ni Jenny sa akin." putol niya sa sasabihin.

"I still want to tell you everything. I want to be honest with you."

"Feeling ko naman, nasabi na lahat ni Jenny. Sige na, may gagawin pa ako," agarang sagot niya. Muli, ay malalim na bumuntong-hininga ang nasa kabilang linya.

"Alright."

Iyon lang? Pumayag na itong tapusin ang tawag? Alright? Pinatay na niya ang tawag. Ilang sandali lang ay nakatanggap siya ng text message pero hindi na niya binasa dahil sunud-sunod na ang pagtunog ng kanyang message alert tone. Paniguradong kanina pa ang mga text messages na iyon kaya nama'y hinayaan niya munang mag-charge ang cellphone. 

Naiinis na tinahak niya ang daan papasok ng banyo para makapag-shower muna. Halos mamula at mairita ang kanyang balat sa madiin na pagkuskos ng bimpo dahil sa inis na nadarama.

Matapos niyon ay kumain na siya ng hapunan. She washed the dishes right after they ate. Habang nagpapahinga ay kinuha niya ang nagcha-charge na cellphone, binasa niya ang huling text ni Louie sa kanya. 

Louie:
I know you're tired. Magpahinga ka agad. Marami ako ng text sa iyo, hayaan mo na lang ang mga iyon. 

Nagpasya siyang basahin ang ibang ibang text messages bago mag-reply rito. Laking-gulat niya nang mapansing ang daming mensahe ni Louie sa kanya.

Louie:
Nakauwi ka na ba?

Louie:
I'm sorry about a while ago,

Louie:
Please reply.

Louie:
Text me when you're done with what you're doing.

Louie:
Are you still awake? If you are, text me.

Louie:
I can't call you, you're phone is unattended. 

Louie:
Oras na. Baka natutulog ka na. Good night. Please text me tomorrow.

Ang sumunod na mga mensahe ay kanina lang.

Louie:
Good morning. I hope you slept well. I'll wait for you later.

Louie:
Your phone is not ringing. Are you alright?

Louie:
Did you eat your lunch?

Louie:
I'm here...

Halos isang oras matapos ng text na iyon ay may text ulit ito. 

Louie:
I'm still here. Nakauwi ka na ba? If yes, text me, and I'll go home. 

Louie:
Please reply so I would know if you're okay. I'm starting to worry, Janine. I didn't see you at your school. Wala ng mga estudyante rito.

May humaplos sa kanyang puso nang mabasa ang mga messages nito. Nakonsensya tuloy siya na hinayaan niyang naka-off ang kanyang cellphone. Halos manlaki rin ang kanyang mga mata sa huling text nito na wala nang estudyante sa school. Does it mean he waited that long? 

She typed in a new message:
I'm sorry,|

She deleted it and typed a new one:
Hi, I'll be seeing you tomorrow, ok? ;')

Pagka-send niya ay mayroon agad itong reply. 

Louie:
Thank you. I'll be there.

"Don't cry, love. I'm missing you more..." garalgal ang tinig ng kasintahan ni Janine na si Louie. "I'm sorry," anas nito.

"Don't be sorry!" napalakas na sambit niya. Pilit na pinapakalma ang sarili. 

"I'm not sorry for missing you, hon. I'm sorry for myself," namamaos na untag nito. 

"Please, no..." pinunasan niya ang luha gamit ang kanyang palad. "We'll keep on fighting. Isang taon na lang naman. Mabilis na lang iyon," utal-utal at pumipiyok na usal niya. 

Ngunit siya ay hindi sigurado kung kakayanin pa ba niya ang isang taon na wala ito sa kanyang piling. Kahit pa bigyan ito ng panandaliang bakasyon ay nasisiguro niyang hindi iyon sapat para sa pangungulila nilang dalawa. She couldn't stop herself from crying with the thought that from now on, they may live far from home- far from each other's arms. 

Sure, they have a lifetime ahead but how can they spend it together if her beloved is on the other side of the world?

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National School Prince Is A Girl

Scholar's Advanced Technological System

The Typhoon's Wife

The Stars' Dollhouse

My Perfect Lady

The CEO's Painted Skin

The eSports King’s Crush

The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

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