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Longing For U

MÀU CÂM

*Lưu ý: Thể loại 18+ *Cảnh báo nội dung: Màu Câm là một tiểu thuyết boylove không chỉ về tình yêu, mà còn mang đậm yếu tố tâm lý và tình cảm, lấy bối cảnh u tối và đầy bất trắc. Đây không chỉ là câu chuyện về tình yêu mà còn là hành trình giằng xé giữa tổn thương và hàn gắn, giữa đấu tranh và chấp nhận trong một xã hội khắc nghiệt. Nội dung câu chuyện có chữa những tình tiết nhạy cảm như bạo lực thể xác, áp lực tâm lý, tổn thương tinh thần và các nội dung trưởng thành mang tính cưỡng ép. Không phù hợp với độc giả nhỏ tuổi hoặc dễ bị tác động mạnh. ⚠️Hãy cân nhắc kỹ trước khi đọc và đón nhận câu chuyện với sự thấu cảm và cởi mở. ***Trân thành cảm ơn*** *Giới thiệu: "Màu Câm – Âm Thanh Của Im Lặng" không chỉ là câu chuyện tình yêu đơn thuần mà còn là sự giao thoa giữa hai mảnh đời vỡ vụn trong một thế giới đầy hỗn loạn. Một thợ sửa xe tự lập, từng trải, sống cùng người bạn xã hội trong khu tự trị, nơi luật pháp là thứ xa xỉ và con người tồn tại bằng bản năng sinh tồn. Anh mang phong thái ngang tàng, từng quen với khói thuốc, máu, những trận ẩu đả không hồi kết. Một chàng trai khiếm thính và câm, mồ côi từ nhỏ, lớn lên trong sự im lặng tuyệt đối, nhưng trái tim vẫn khát khao yêu thương. Đối với thế giới, cậu là một kẻ lặng lẽ, yếu đuối, dễ bị chà đạp. Nhưng chỉ có những ai đủ kiên nhẫn mới nhìn thấy ánh sáng dịu dàng ẩn sau đôi mắt ấy. Họ gặp nhau trong một tình huống không ngờ tới. Họ dần thấu hiểu và bù đắp những khoảng trống trong cuộc đời nhau. Một người chạm vào sự im lặng của người kia, còn người kia, lần đầu tiên, tìm thấy một nơi để lắng nghe mà không cần ngôn từ. Nhưng tình yêu nơi khu tự trị chẳng bao giờ là điều dễ dàng. Những cuộc ẩu đả, những bí mật không thể nói ra, những định kiến xã hội và những hiểm nguy rình rập từng ngày… tất cả đều có thể nghiền nát họ bất cứ lúc nào. Liệu tình yêu không lời có đủ sức vượt qua tất cả? Hay cuối cùng cũng sẽ bị chôn vùi trong lặng im?
Difadiao · 1K Views

The Long Shot

Since he was six years old, Adrian Nero has always had a dream. Thanks to his father's influence, he developed a great interest in football at a very young age. He loved the way the game was played, the way a team of eleven players worked together to score as many goals as possible against their opponents while conceding as little as possible, he loved the tactical aspect of the game with teams trying to play to their strengths and their opponent's weaknesses. But more than those, he loved watching the players lift trophies after winning a tournament. That's right, the thing Adrian liked the most about football was lifting trophies. Immersing himself in any game, his favourite teams played, he always felt like he was there celebrating and smiling with them. He loved that feeling. 'I'll really be there one day.' He always thought to himself. Despite his father's love for the game, his parents did not exactly support his dream to become a footballer and preferred him to go to a normal school to study and get a normal job. However, all hope was not lost as his high school was one of the schools that strongly supported having sports activities in their curriculum and it wasn't just for formality's sake. Adrian fought his way through, becoming the captain of the football team as early as the first year of senior high. With his help the team grew to become quite a formidable one and was named as one of the favourites going into the qualifications for the intercontinental highschool tournament, a competition taking place in his last year of highschool and his chance to lift his first trophy. That was when disaster struck. Due to work reasons, Adrian was forced to move back to his home country with his family leaving behind the team he had worked hard to put together. However, he was fortunate enough to find himself in a school eligible to take part in the qualifications for the tournament. Finding out about that, he felt that all hope wasn't lost, a feeling that was soon carried away by the wind. Sino Academy, although possessing a very good and well-maintained pitch alongside the basic equipment, was one that never took sports seriously. In all the times they had participated in the tournament, they had only been able to get through the qualifications once but miserably failed to get through the group stage. This was an event of fifteen years ago. Facing a school with a non-existent team and players that lacked teamwork, coordination and motivation, Adrian couldn't help but feel that his dream was far beyond his reach.
Mel_Lerion · 253 Views

For Me, For Us, For Everyone

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.
Zeisn · 0 Views
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