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After the Actor's Ex Lost His Memory
Because of a car accident, my soul left my body and I was forced to be trapped with my ex, the best actor. I could not leave him more than fifty meters away, and I lived a life where I refused to get back together every day. During a conversation, I learned that this seemingly accidental car accident was actually a man-made murder, and it was inseparable from my actor ex. In the end, my former actor and I resolved our knots and worked together to expose the conspiracy. This novel and its charact
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I'm Here to Get Food
When I started my freshman year, because I thought the food in the school canteen was too unpalatable, my dad directly contracted the entire school canteen and hired a special chef. I was chewing on the fried chicken legs in my hand and checking my phone when I saw many classmates confessing their love on the confession wall in the cafeteria where I suddenly became sensible. Looking at everyone's positive comments, I laughed unconsciously, but before I could even say a word, an extremely boastfu
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After the Actor's Ex Lost His Memory
Because of a car accident, my soul left my body and I was forced to be trapped with my ex, the best actor. I could not leave him more than fifty meters away, and I lived a life where I refused to get back together every day. During a conversation, I learned that this seemingly accidental car accident was actually a man-made murder, and it was inseparable from my actor ex. In the end, my former actor and I resolved our knots and worked together to expose the conspiracy. This novel and its charact
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Me on Hungry Ghost Festival
On the Ghost Festival, I was so poor that I secretly sniffed someone else's incense in the cemetery. I was chased out of the grave and beaten to the entrance of the cemetery. I accidentally bumped into the man I'd had a crush on for many years. I thought my death was an accident, but it was man-made. I thought the male god never paid attention to me, but it was the opposite. But meeting again after death is ultimately a journey between humans and ghosts. This novel and its characters are purely
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