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The warm scent of old paper and brewing coffee enveloped Yi Chuhua as she browsed the bookstore. Her fingers trailed across the spines of countless novels, as a familiar thrill sparked in her chest.
She missed shopping for books.
Finally, she reached the romance section, a smile playing on her lips. Here, nestled a fortune of countless stories ranging from enemies to lovers, best friends to lovers, morally grey men and their grand gestures, sports romance, single parent, you name it.
They were the type of stories that fueled her imagination.
Just as she selected her third book, a gentle hand reached past her, plucking the novel from her grasp.
Jia Yuchen stood beside her, a soft knowing smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. "Intriguing choice," he remarked, his eyes trained on the explicit cover of the book.
