drifting trike

He’s in the deepest part of Jianghu. Keep your eyes wide open. If you do not wish to get dragged into the abyss. Associated Names 사신표월 P.S. I am not the original author and translator of this novel.So if the real author wants me to delete this then do message me.

Two people circle each other in the quiet spaces between duty and desire—drawn together not by certainty, but by recognition. Their connection is built on pauses, on breaths held a second too long, on the way comfort slowly starts to feel dangerous. Intimacy arrives not as touch alone, but as understanding: being seen, being chosen in small, fragile moments. Yet timing is cruel. What grows between them is tender and inevitable, but never fully safe. Every closeness carries the weight of what cannot last, and every goodbye feels unfinished. Love here is not loud—it lingers, aches, and teaches them how deeply a heart can bend without breaking. It is a story of warmth found briefly, of restraint mistaken for strength, and of heartbreak that doesn’t shatter—only settles quietly, like a bruise you learn to live with.

Everyone knew the Mu family's Young Master was the famous Prince Charming of Haicheng. Therefore, feeling at ease, she boldly married herself off. * Some day after the marriage, she blinked her starry eyes at him, "Honey, is there anything you can't do in this world?" "Yeah, I can't not love you."

Eiharu thought he would never have to deal with the cruelty of other people by staying home. But he knows there is a limit to how long he can avoid his life and pretends everything is fine. When those affect him in the past one by one show themselves, add to the guilt of pushing the few people he cares about from their happiness, and drive him to the corner once again. He just wants to live in his small world without anyone, yet the loneliness carved too deep in his heart, the uncomfortable stir shakes him to the core. He wants to run away, but where? "Maybe... there is a specific reason why we meet again." Eiharu pushes that hand away once. This time, he hesitates. He doesn't want to but he is too scared to accept it. "I don't deserve someone like you." "It's me to decide, not anyone else, not even you."

Many people once fantasized about what it would look like after the Earth had exploded. Who would think that today, the Earth actually exploded! Billions of people around the globe were all randomly teleported to various corners of the universe. Everyone’s starting resources consisted of an asteroid that occupied less than 200 square feet in area and an ecological sphere that simulated the environment on Earth. In order to survive, one must continuously search for various resources scattered across the universe, including weapons, medication, food, or anything useful. Zhang Bei accidentally obtained an outer space detector that was able to detect items and dangers around him. [10,000 kilometers to your East, an alien mech suit has been detected.] [Space storm detected 20,000 kilometers ahead, please take precautions to avoid it.] [40,000 kilometers to your West, a spore seed of a plant has been detected, it can be planted.] [5 kilometers above you, an unknown energy crystal has been detected.] …… With that, while others became struggling space scavengers, Zhang Bei opened up a whole different way of playing in space.

Awakened into a new world with little memories in mind, only coarse collections of misty events and his single name, Diacrao is thrusted into this new world that is foreign to that from a world that he supposedly once called home, but he is not alone in this endeavor, along with him are a few individuals who shares a similar fate. He, and the others would find out that this new world is larger then life, and are to witness a new dawn that would change their lives. エエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエ The cover picture is a modified picture that has been modified using an anime filter. Credits to the original user who had taken the original picture. This story would be a slow burner, a real slow burner, and updates would be inconsistent given my schedule. I apologize for any inconvenience. This work will be rife with grammatical errors and mediocre writing. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. !! Chapter revamps are taking place, so there will be plot altercations. !! エエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエエ Hello Everyone, my schedule has been tight and my uploads has been inconsistent, i apologize for the slow delays everyone.

He’s in the deepest part of Jianghu. Keep your eyes wide open. If you do not wish to get dragged into the abyss. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Note: This Novel is NOT written by me, I have only translated it from the original Korean to English. If you want to read the original Korean version and support the author then you can do so at this website: https://page.kakao.com/home?seriesId=55706014&page=1

The Drifting Child by ZERO_0_0 A child wakes in the cold, surrounded by strangers, with no memory of how he arrived there—or where the people he loved have gone. Carried through snow-covered roads and unfamiliar forests, he drifts from moment to moment, reacting rather than choosing, watching rather than understanding. The world around him is harsh, quiet, and indifferent, yet filled with people who carry their own scars, regrets, and unfinished grief. There is no sudden heroism, no clear destiny waiting to be claimed. Only confusion, fear, small kindnesses, and the slow weight of loss settling into a fragile heart. As fragments of the past surface through dreams and memories, the child begins to confront the emptiness left behind—not through strength or courage, but through endurance. Through continuing to move, to breathe, to exist. The Drifting Child is a slow, character-driven fantasy about survival, memory, and emotional dislocation. It is not a story about saving the world, but about learning how to remain in it—one uncertain step at a time.

After losing his family and comrades in war, Mike retreats to a remote Pacific island — drinking, waiting to disappear. Then a century-old bottle washes ashore. Inside: a letter from a Chinese girl named Mei, written in 1918 on a sinking ship. A letter that was never meant to be found. A story that was never meant to be told. But as Mike begins to uncover Mei's tragedy — her forbidden love, her stolen child, her exile across oceans — something stranger begins to happen. He starts dreaming her memories. Feeling her grief. Recognizing a door he once walked away from. Some debts survive death. Some apologies take a hundred years to arrive. A story of fate, reincarnation, and the redemption that can only come when a soul finally finds the courage it lost in another life.

A 33 year old man who died trying to save a crossing high schooler. He then fell unconscious, the girl tried to call for help but it was too late his soul is no longer in his body.