War of Resistance: I Can Grant Traits to My Soldiers

I met a 30-year-old young woman on the Internet. We have been chatting very well for more than half a year. Today she asked to meet. I hesitated. I said you have a family and it didn't feel good. But she said it was okay and we were just ordinary friends. So I agreed and asked her for a photo. She looked pretty. She lives far away from my city. The city is not far away, so we made an appointment to meet at a milk tea shop. We didn't choose to meet somewhere else for fear of meeting an acquaintance. I arrived first that day because she had to drive for several hours. When I was waiting, I looked at the photos and thought it was another "car rollover scene." Most mobile phones have a beauty function. But when she got out of that Mercedes-Benz, I recognized her at a glance. Her. She looked much prettier in the photo, and she was my type. She also recognized me. I didn't know what to say. In order to break the embarrassment, she suggested hugging me. I said yes. She smelled very good. I jumped up and down. After sitting in the milk tea shop for a while, we went to eat. She basically didn't eat much. The whole process They were peeling shrimps and picking fish bones for me. After dinner, she held my hand when we walked out of the restaurant, and I didn't break away. She said she would take me home, and I said I would take a taxi back. She insisted on taking me back. When I got home, I found that she had put a note in her bag, which said: Update ten chapters to unlock subsequent content. When I got home, I found that she had put a note in her bag, which said: "I was very happy to meet tonight, but I can't let myself sink. I have a family and children. Although the marriage is full of holes, I can't take that step. Forget me, just treat it as a dream, and don't contact me again." Looking at the words on the note, my heart seemed to be torn apart. Those warm scenes in the past were in sharp contrast to the determination at this moment, and anger, unwillingness, and reluctance were intertwined in my heart. I tried to convince myself that this was the best ending, but my emotions were like a raging tide that was difficult to calm down. In the following days, I worked hard and tried to fill my life with busyness, but her figure always appeared inadvertently. Every time the cell phone beeps, my heart tightens, expecting news from her, but I fail again and again. I know this is wrong, but my heart is out of control. Until one day, I saw her on the street with her husband and children. She had a smile on her face and looked so happy. At that moment, something in my heart broke. It turns out that in her life, I was just an insignificant passerby. I finally understood that some feelings were wrong from the beginning, and it was time to let go of my obsessions and return to my own life, even if the undissipated love still remained in my heart.

The entry written according to the plot of Bright Sword should add a loyalty attribute

My brother was probably tired yesterday, but today's update was so perfunctory. If my brother had such an attitude, it would be better not to update at all. It seems that I am being unreasonable. That's all, my brother is usually so free and easy, he just suffers a lot from his sister-in-law, so he should be satisfied with one or two chapters a day, but my sister and I seem to be a bit petty.

Come, the author reads with me my solemn oath: starting from today, I will never update. I will not watch dramas, travel, or get sick. I will not play games, not hydrology. Strict self-discipline, cherish time like gold, perseverance, hard work, advocating first-class, striving for brilliance, taking pleasure in coding, being refined into steel, and worthy of readers, worthy of youth, and worthy of the future. As an author, I solemnly swear that I firmly believe that I am an excellent author. Coding is my bounden duty, I have unlimited potential and I am not afraid of hardship! I can code words diligently. I am a keyboard in the dark, a guard on the Great Wall of Internet. I voluntarily dedicate my life to code words, day by day, and night by night.

The writing in the first few chapters was not very good, but later on it was very good, with a compact plot and ups and downs 🥰 🥰 🥰 It is not the kind of thing where you get weapons and equipment directly. It looks very natural and has a strong sense of substitution 💕 💕 💕

There are not many Anti-Japanese War novels with entries. It's basically a drop system. This alone deserves 5 stars. And the plot is pretty well written.

I have seen the latest chapter of Chapter 42, and I can continue to collect it for a while. 😁😁😁 I saw the latest chapter of Chapter 133. 😁😁😁

It's good to read. I guess this book will be popular. I hope it doesn't collapse later

The content is exciting, the plot is fast, Golden Finger is very powerful, and there are many mindless plots in the middle. The enemy is weak and we are strong. After reading it, you will really wonder how the Japanese persisted for eight years. To be honest, it can even be read as a fantasy novel, but the overall feeling is highlighted. It is a very interesting book

Can. Can see. A perfect score of five Writing 4.5 Points The plot logic is 4.5 Points (except for the forcible integration of some plots - 0.5 Deduction for Yangcun's sneak attack on the headquarters - it's okay) Plug-in 5 points