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I remember scribbling out pieces in the old memos. I remember typing words even before realising what I was typing. I remember...how I saw my ideas raw, right there, in front of my eyes. It was back then when I understood what I was capable of. The noise doesn't calm down. But I have a way with my words that helps me cope up with the chaos inside my head. If you ask me, I would tell you to take up the pen. It wouldn't happen in a day. But eventually, it would flow out. All the noise....in form of words. It's peaceful. Here are some of those memos, those random words to noone, those screams out to nowhere. A hole in my heart caused by nothing. Hope you will enjoy~ || Complete ||
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He died of overwork and transmigrated into the pregnant body of an ancient gent who had died of overwork. His husband has been sent off to war and the odds of survival don't look good. His two children are hungry and ragged. Will Jing Sheng be able to survive childbirth and keep this struggling family alive? Will Jing Sheng be able to live well if his husband returns from war? Cover was done by aurora_2604 [My original work] [Not translated] [Unless it's stolen then you'll find it elsewhere]

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