My Virtual Kingdom

She had just come out of prison. In 2007, she was in a bar. Someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead. The night before her wedding, I drove 400 kilometers overnight and rushed to the downstairs of her house. I saw the word "Happy" on her door downstairs and the lights in the room were still on. I didn't dare to disturb her. I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat on a park chair downstairs at her house. After finishing the wine and smoking a pack of cigarettes, it was almost dawn. The whistle came from all the way. I knew that the car to pick her up was coming. Today she was going to be someone else's bride. Unfortunately, the groom was not. Me, she looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car, the firecrackers went off, and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy, and suddenly a text message came from my mobile phone. It was... From her. She said, "Don't give it away. I will marry you again in the next life. Just forget me." In fact, she had been watching me drinking and smoking from behind the curtain that night, and she cried all night... My heart hurt like countless needles that day. I cried and was very sad. I wish her happiness, although the groom is not me, but the bride... I have loved... I have no regrets anymore, whether it is success or failure, everything is in vain, life or death, life is only a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with a result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my mobile phone, but my mobile phone still has power, but the car ran out of gas on the way back. Is there any friend who can lend me 3,000 yuan for gas [Picture]

The clone of God has arrived And he also introduced himself grovelingly and called others "young master"? Original text: Zheng Dong stood next to the two of them, smiling as they watched them reminisce about old times. "Who is this?" After a while, Harry finally noticed Zheng Dong. Allen's eyes flickered and he pretended to be relaxed: "This is the administrator of my territory..." "Hello, Mr. Harry, I am Master Allen's administrator, you can call me Zheng Dong." "Zheng Dong?" Harry shrugged, "What a strange name."

Please readers, please provide your favorite supporting roles.

Author, you should change the classification of this book to urban, and then add a label of pretending to be a slap in the face, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, it should be quite suitable...

The Main God's Avenue sets up a few dozen points of divine power to complete the virtual world and auxiliary systems. You have millions of divine powers at every turn, and you still deduce that low-level spells start with a thousand points? Pig's Knuckle is not like a boss behind the scenes, but like a nanny. He has to get other people's cultivation resources by himself. He talks about helping to explore together. He doesn't have the temperament of a boss at all.

Can you please stop writing about so many women, and you are the only one who is behind the scenes to return the gods? You might as well change it to urban romance

Just work on your Kingdom of God and that's it. Save women day by day. Is it developing towards dog licking?

The protagonist should not go to the map with the players. Isn't it good to be the boss behind the scenes?

1. The game affects real life, with all kinds of beauties at the beginning, and it also reduces intelligence. 2. A hodgepodge of behind-the-scenes, natural disasters, alien worlds, and cities all mixed together. Unknown meaning 3. The protagonist starts off like a god, but turns out to be like a clown. He plays the role of a coach at one time and a high-level player at another time. He said he wouldn't participate, but then he pretended to be cool and slapped him in the face. An old double-standard person. It's just a self-styled urban novel with a bit of a behind-the-scenes look. The bookworm can go now. Newlyweds taste it themselves

What is the author doing? It's been a few days and it hasn't been updated yet.