Got the Love Script in the Survival Game

After reading the beginning, I still have a lot of emotions, but most of all I feel distressed. The turbulent flow of space when entering the game, the disdain and abandonment of everyone after becoming smaller, Fu Shushu's guard against others, Yu Juanjuan's carelessness towards himself and his surroundings... I feel sorry for their scarred appearance, and hope that the world can give them more kindness and more sunshine to shine on them. Of course, malice is everywhere, especially in the last days when one's own life cannot be guaranteed. Self-preservation is really the instinct of most people. In such a world, the two of them run in both directions and redeem each other. It is really sweet and happy ❤️Looking forward to the sweetness behind it~ Also, although I feel surprised that Fu Shushu has become smaller, I imagine that a cute little girl as delicate and beautiful as a doll looks at you coldly. I really love it! I want to rub it in my arms! (I feel like I blame my aunt and I can't hold it back~) It's been nearly a year since I met Jiujiu (I checked my thoughts and found that the earliest date was October 30 last year, which would make it a year~). What attracts me most about Jiujiu's writings is the feelings. The tenderness between the lines is really healing! The kind of healing that can make people feel better instantly! Love it so much! [Somewhere you don't know, I've liked you for many years. --Yu Juan] To be honest, I like this sentence very much, probably because I feel that many likes are like this, unknown to others, growing wantonly in dark places, humble and passionate. May the lovers in the world finally get married, and may all the love have echoes. (A new book must have a long review at the beginning! Although it didn't catch up with the first day, there's nothing wrong with rounding off the second day's long review, right?)

▷At present, I have only conceived a few planes, and there are still flaws in the main plot that need to be revised. There may be changes when the book is officially launched. The time is not yet certain. I want to save more manuscripts. After all, I have to work. ▷I have actually been thinking about the initial idea for this book for several months. Influenced by famine, Identity 5, Murderous Intent, the 1960s, and recent horror and supernatural novels, I originally wanted to write a horror survival novel, but I felt that my writing skills were not enough, so I decided to write a sweet love novel first. ▷Welcome to collect, check in and write comments

I don't know why I recently thought green looked good, so I made a cover.

This book has no profit, it is like generating electricity for love. The full text is free if you click on it. Now the relationship is beginning to change, and the ending will only be about tens of thousands of words.

I just don't know if I will write about e-sports or online games this time. I really like this kind of thing. I didn't write about it in the previous book. It feels like a pity. Speaking of the last book, it reminded me of the time when I first read Jiujiu Wen. It's been almost a year now, and I feel quite happy. It feels like a girl has grown up in my family. When I first started reading Jiujiu's books, not many people were reading them. Although they are not particularly popular now, I feel that I have made great progress. Sometimes I feel like I'm raising a baby while reading the book (maybe I'm the only one who feels this way). I feel quite relieved when I see her getting better day by day. When I read the introduction of this book, I felt that it will definitely not disappoint me. After it came out, Good Guy, it was really good, especially at the beginning of the apocalypse. I really like the apocalypse, but the average author usually writes in the beginning. Jiujiu is not, but I like it. It's exciting. Although there are only five chapters now, it's really good. Also, this article was written with great effort by the author, submitted to the editor, then returned, re-edited, and repeated over and over again. You can imagine that it was not easy for the author, so even if some people don't like it, don't maliciously give low marks. If you don't like it, you can click on the XX in the upper left corner, and don't say anything. This is a good xxx, and it is normal for some settings in novels to be similar (I feel that these situations are really easy to happen) I like this sentence so much that I went to the Internet to find someone to write it for me. Don't ask me why I don't write it myself. It's just because my handwriting is too ugly. Uh-huh 520, today is also a stuck day.

I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I'm done with it, I didn't expect it, another long comment hhhhhh🙃 . . . . . . . . . . . Legend has it that the sea has an unspeakable secret. When you talk about this secret, you will shut up unconsciously. --A random fabrication from Benjiu . . . The sea reflects the sky during the day, and the blue water, which is shallow and sometimes deep, carries a mysterious sacredness. On the densely packed rocks, the seagull is preparing to eat its meal today. Suddenly, it keenly felt a creature approaching, looked at the delicious food reluctantly, and flew away with a cry. The girl who disturbed the seagull's meal was a girl. She was cursing and muttering, "I woke up in a different place. Benjiu provoked someone! If you let me know who did it, I will, just, ask her what she wants to do." Isn't it easy to sleep these days? Looking up, the sea appeared in front of her eyes. Qingjiu was stuck for a moment. How could she go back? Damn it! There is only one word that flashes across Qingjiu's mind now: She's done, she's done, she's done, she's done, she's done... Now she was going to take some time to think about it. Lying flat on the rocks decadently, thinking about a polite and elegant way to die, bah, no, how to ask for help. If you are lucky and encounter a ship passing by, you may have a chance of survival. I was running out of luck, so I had to accept my fate. So far, she wasn't hungry, because she had just eaten some snacks before taking a nap, and she still had some food in her pocket. Besides she didn't have a big appetite, this was enough to last her for two or three days. Finally, I completed my psychological counseling, and then I continued to sleep with a big heart. That's right, Qingjiu fell asleep again. Because she firmly believes that sleeping can save more energy and try to live for one or two more days, not to sleep to death and leave this beautiful world. Well, absolutely not. . . . . . . . . . Qingjiu woke up from the cold. It was already night, and the sea breeze was blowing in waves. Even if there were rocks around Qingjiu to block the wind, he would not be immune to being blown by the sea breeze. Qingjiu blinked, woke up in a daze, looked at the night scene on the sea, and thought carelessly, well, this is definitely the most beautiful night scene she has ever seen. It's a shame that she didn't bring her mobile phone, otherwise she would have taken a lot of pictures. . The sea at night is even more mysterious, like an abyss, tempting people to want to find out. Likewise, the sea at night is even more charming and dangerous. Not far from Qingjiu, a young lady was working hard to clean up the marine life that was harmful to Qingjiu. The young lady thought helplessly, she had seen bold people, but never such bold people. She came here under the order of the Poseidon. She needed to teach a little girl who had just landed here a lesson, so that this child who could tell the secrets of the sea would feel the punishment. However, because she could not hurt her life, she could not be aware of their existence, so she became what she is now. The young lady thought vaguely that if Poseidon didn't say scare (cross out), how long the punishment would be, then she would have kept her locked up. Over there, Qingjiu, who was thinking about which angle would look better, didn't know what she was about to face, so she made silly gestures. "Alas..." A soft sigh sounded, and neither Qingjiu nor the young lady nearby heard it. "Tsk, he looks a bit like that guy." . (Yes, yes, yes, this is Shushu, hahaha. I met Shushu! By the way, I also asked her when she would appear on the show, ahem, come back, come back, continue the small theater . Immediately afterwards, Qingjiu passed out before he could figure out the best shooting spot. . . . The breeze blew, and there was no one on the reef. . . . . . Qingjiu slowly woke up from her bed, thinking blankly, I seem to have had a dream-like dream... Why did I dream that I was saved by Miss Fushu? I woke up before I even asked her when she would appear. It was a big loss, a big loss... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . (Because dreams are true and false, false and false, and they are not considered dreams if you understand them, so it is normal to not understand what I wrote. It is not that I made myself confused by what I wrote hahhhh

Fu Shu: I am willing to fall into your trap and draw my own dungeon Yu Juan: I wish it was you in the world, the light in the shadow is you, and I also like you

Without further ado, let's go straight to the theater! Go, go, go! . . . . . . . . . . . The air in the streets in the early morning is fresh and scented with lotus flowers. Recently, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the noble ladies in the capital happily organize lotus feasts for each other to enjoy the blooming lotus flowers together. . . . At this moment, there was a gentle nobleman in Tsing Yi in the palace, slowly walking towards the outside of the palace with small steps, preparing to attend the banquet. "Princess! Don't leave in such a hurry, wait for Xiaomo!" Behind the noble man, a little maid in a light pink dress hurriedly followed, fearing that if she was too late, her princess would be gone. This noble lady is the princess the maid calls her. She is the only princess in Feng Kingdom now. People all over the world affectionately call her Princess Jiujiu. After Jiujiu was called, he stopped, turned around and waited gently for the little maid to catch up. "Run slowly, Xiaomo, be careful not to fall." "Don't worry, it won't happen. Xiao Mo didn't learn martial arts in vain. How could he trip and fall?" The little maid caught up and said with a smile to the good-tempered princess. "I had time to get together with them today. I was so happy that I left a little anxious. I'm sorry for ignoring you." "Princess, there is no need to apologize. It was Xiaomo who was too slow. The princess had to stop and wait for Xiaomo." Jiujiu smiled and said no more. Take the little maid with you. Soon, the two of them rushed to the exquisite carriage. Xiao Mo gently protected her princess into the carriage and drove towards the party. The ride was calm and peaceful. . . . In the general's mansion on the other side, the cold-faced female general of Feng Kingdom, who had just come down from the battlefield, was coming out of the mansion. Today's general no longer wears a cold shirt, only a red dress. The flamboyant color coupled with the general's cold expression gave off a very strong aura that made people fall in love with her. The second lady of the General's Palace, who had just dressed up her eldest sister, retracted her gaze from the back of the female general with satisfaction, and proudly said to her mother beside her, "Look, I'm dressed up well. My sister's cold face is now alive!" "Yes, yes, you are awesome." The lady drinking tea next to her praised helplessly. The painted general who left the palace easily rode the horse she fed to the banquet. Her red dress was swaying wantonly in the wind. Her cold face finally had a faint smile, and they were finally together... . . . While the gentle princess and the calm general set off on time, the concubine of the prime minister's residence had just gotten up. The young lady lay dazed on the bed for a while with her messy hair. Suddenly, she thought of something and hurriedly sat up. Because she moved too fast, she bumped into the top of the bed in front of her. She screamed in pain, and then quickly got out of bed regardless of the pain and asked someone to bring water to wash her. After putting on her clothes, she hurried towards the carriage. "It's late, it's late, it's late, wuwuwu," the concubine's face wrinkled, and she muttered sadly. She shouldn't have slept so late last night, now that she was probably the last to arrive. The concubine sighed helplessly and hurriedly speeded up. I thought that if I was late for a party, I would be ridiculed by those people. She needs to hurry up! . . . On a river in the outskirts where the early morning fog still lingered, Qingjiu was already doing the third inspection to ensure the safety of this small banquet. Smelling the fragrance of lotus flowers in the air, Qingjiu hummed an unknown tune in a good mood. While checking, she looked towards the white gravel path, which was the only way leading here. If anyone came over, she would notice it immediately. Time passed little by little, and the princess in green clothes came first with her little maid. Apparently she was the first guest there. "Sure enough, my guess was correct. Jiujiu, you were the first to arrive." Qingjiu, the host of the banquet, smiled and welcomed the princess into the exquisitely carved wooden pavilion. Princess Jiujiu smiled softly and asked her, "Then who do you think will arrive last?" There was a hint of joking in the princess's eyes, waiting for the person opposite to answer. Qingjiu touched her chin lightly as if thinking about it, and replied slowly with a slightly serious tone: "It's going to be okay if nothing happens." After speaking, the two looked at each other in tacit understanding and nodded in agreement. . . . While they were chatting, the handsomely dressed Painted General also arrived. She nodded to the two people in the pavilion who had turned to look at her, her clothes fluttered slightly, and she also came to the pavilion. "Our cold-faced general is really flamboyant today. It's a long time to see him." Qingjiu glanced at the general's clothes and sighed in admiration. The general who was praised remained calm and replied with a "hmm". Then he chose a seat closest to the princess and sat down. When Princess Jiujiu saw the person next to her dressed in gorgeous red, she blinked and greeted her in her gentle tone, "Long time no see, Hua Hua." "Long time no see, Your Highness Princess." The cold general replied softly to the princess's face. Tsk, as expected Hua Hua will be gentler only when facing wine. Opposite the two of them, Qingjiu murmured inwardly. After pouring a cup of hot tea for the two guests and placing it gently on the jade table, Qingjiu stared at something helplessly. She had better wait for Shengsheng to come. She would not be so embarrassed if she came... . . . "Hey sisters! Did you miss me?" Just as I was thinking about waiting for Shengsheng to come over and warm up, the sound of Shengsheng's joy rang out not far away. Qingjiu immediately left the wooden pavilion, which had a slightly weird atmosphere, and went to greet Shengsheng. "As expected of you, Shengsheng, you are always the last to arrive." "Isn't this for your own good, so that you busy people can have a chance to chat for a while and become familiar with each other." Shengsheng blinked his big eyes and looked at Qing Jiudao innocently. "You are the most reasonable, little clever guy. You can find such fresh and refined reasons. Come into the pavilion and say hello to them both." Qingjiu led the late-arriving lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the pavilion. "But you are not too late today. The tea I just made is not cold yet, so you can taste it first." After listening to Qingjiu's words, Shengsheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't hold her accountable for coming late. Then she happily sat in the seat between Jiujiu and Qingjiu, quickly mingling with a few people, chatting about the interesting things she had encountered in recent years. The atmosphere in the wooden pavilion gradually turned warm. . . . The four of them had a good reunion and made up for the regret of not seeing each other for many years. At this time, the breeze was blowing, neither arrogant nor impatient, and the fragrance of lotus still overflowed. The organizer girl in the pavilion had an obvious smile on her face. It was not easy to hold a small banquet for them to reunite... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Phew~ end You guys, Are you satisfied?

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Yu Juan: In a place you don't know, I've liked you for many years.