Angst, Angst, Angst! Short! Even More Painful Than The Erosion of Love, the Kind That Leaves Me Unable to Stop Crying

456 尘 The Dusty Road Is Warm Bamboo Heart Reflects Snow17k WordsCompleted 21Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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Super sad story

461 快 Quick Travel: Bai Yueguang Tore up the Cannon Fodder Script Again A Cat LadyModern Romance2.4M WordsCompleted 16.5kReads9.1Score1kShelves

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I've read dozens of pornographic books, but these three were the only ones that made me pee my eyes out

465 岁 Time Passes and We Finally Meet Tung Oil FruitModern Romance485k WordsCompleted 6.8kReads7.4Score330Shelves

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These books are both sweet and sad, yet not brainless.

475 冷 After Three Years of Cold Marriage, He Turned Red with Regret When He Tried to Prove the Divorce. Cloud QiqiModern Romance359k WordsCompleted 2.9kReads5.8Score170Shelves

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This one! Highly recommended! ! Torture first and then pleasure! ! Great abuse article! ! Tyrannical! ! The love and hatred between the overbearing CEO and the heart-breaking designer, the ashes of chasing his wife in the crematorium, the heroine's heart-warming story, the heroine's revenge and growth, every chapter has suspense, ups and downs, the writing is concise and clear, the heroine is abused in the front, and the male protagonist is miserably tortured in the back, the abuse is to the point, it is extremely satisfying, feel free to follow it~~

479 周 Monday, See You Tomorrow I Have a LightModern Romance25k WordsCompleted 1.7kReads8.1Score368Shelves

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Short story, cruel article.

485 我 I Am the Most Useless Man in the World Ah12k WordsCompleted 5Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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I used the most despicable means to get her, but in the end I found out that she hated me until her death - a bloody confession of a "wicked person" My name is Xiao Qihao. In "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust", a sadomasochism novel from the Republic of China, I am not the male protagonist. I am the villain that all readers want to be killed by a thousand cuts. I was the evil person who imprisoned her, hurt her, and ruined her life. But if you are willing to listen, I want to tell my story - the story of a man who was jealous, crazy, and asking for more than he could get from beginning to end. --- The first time I saw her, I went crazy. I am the illegitimate child of the Zhang family who cannot stand on the stage. He had taken his mother's surname of Xiao since he was a child. He had no status in the Zhang family and was looked down upon by others. My half-brother Zhang Zhiming has everything I want—a legitimate heir, a solid family fortune, and her. I still remember the first time I saw Dieer. She was sitting in the main hall of Zhang Mansion, with picturesque features and a distinguished temperament. When my brother looked at her, his eyes were full of tenderness. But I stood in the shadow, my nails dug into my palms, and blood oozed out, without even realizing it. Why? How could that kind-hearted, taciturn man have such a woman? Why can I only hide in the dark, like an ant that cannot see the light? From that moment on, I secretly swore that I would get her. No matter what means are used, no matter how long it takes. ---I used the dirtiest means to imprison her. I began to secretly spy on everything about her. When did she leave for the rouge shop in the morning, when did she return home in the evening, and when did she rest at night. I know that she would occasionally sit alone by the pond in the backyard, staring motionlessly at the water in a daze. I hid behind the rockery and stared at her profile, the greed in my heart growing wildly. Later, I colluded with her mother-in-law, the woman who also hated her to the core. We worked together to make a plan: I planned to destroy Zhang Zhiming's business, and my mother-in-law forged a divorce letter to betray her. I used the lie of "your husband is in danger" to trick her into signing a deed of betrayal and imprisoned her in my villa. In the other courtyard, I tortured her in every possible way and forced her to become my woman. I said to her: "Since my brother can't do it, then I will fulfill his wish - let you give birth to my child." I will always remember that night. She was huddled in the corner, her clothes were messy and her eyes were empty. She didn't cry. She just slowly touched her belly to confirm that the fetus in her belly was fine, and then let her tears fall silently. I didn't know at that time that the child was not mine. She gritted her teeth and survived just so that I could raise children for my enemy for the rest of my life. --- The name she called in her dreams was never mine. After she gave birth to the baby, I was ecstatic. I thought it was my flesh and blood. I thought that after having a child, she would accept her fate and slowly accept me. But I was wrong. Countless late nights, she lay in my arms, and the name she murmured in her mouth was always - "Zhiming..." Those two words were very light, as light as whispering in sleep. But it was like a knife, stabbing straight into my heart. In her dream, she was calling another man's name. It's not hate, it's not resentment - there is a kind of dependence in that voice that even she herself has not noticed. That is something I will never get in my life. I'm not angry. I just leaned down, put my lips against her ear, and said in a low voice like a curse: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who you call in your dream. In this life, you can only lie next to me." When I said this, I felt like I had won. But I later realized that from that moment on, I had completely lost. --- I thought time would make her forget, but I was the one who fell into it first. I began to devote everything I had to being good to her. Make the other courtyard exquisite and warm, and collect her favorite snacks and treasures. I let go of all my scheming and paranoia, and learned to be gentle and accommodating. But she is becoming more and more indifferent to me. There was no warmth in his eyes. I was in a daze all day long, and was tempted by others to smoke, in an attempt to numb myself with opium. My mother hated her. While I was in seclusion and quit smoking, I secretly sold her to Yihongyuan in a distant place. After I came out of quarantine, I searched everywhere like crazy. I traveled all over the streets, but there was no news of her. For the rest of my life, I am trapped in the obsession of finding her. But I found nothing. --- The last thing I waited for was the news of her death. Several years later, my close confidants finally heard about her. She is dead. The woman I used despicable means to obtain, the woman I tried my best to fail to influence, the woman who ruined half my life and was ruined by me - she is gone forever. I didn't even see him for the last time. Not even a chance to say "I'm sorry". I returned to Xiao's Mansion and stayed behind closed doors for three days without eating or drinking. Holding the golden butterfly hairpin she left behind in another courtyard - it was customized for her by Zhang Zhiming, and it was also the most valuable possession she had when she was forced to leave the Zhang family. She originally thought that if she saw an injured Zhiming on the road, she would be afraid that she would not have enough money, so she took him out. Unexpectedly, she never came back to him. I held the hairpin and remembered what she said to me when I lost control that night - "I'm just your trophy." No, Die'er. I love you. [Eat melon] Not because you are a trophy, but because you are who you are. But you will never hear this sentence again.

491 到 So Far Xu ZhimengModern Romance123k WordsCompleted 4.4kReads8.5Score188Shelves

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It's so beautiful, I'll finish reading it.

492 你 You Are a Different Kind of Scenery The Sound of the Piano Accompanies Me8k WordsCompleted 44Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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"Sunset on the Clouds" The Meade Crater on the surface of the Venus icon is a city that has been sleeping for thousands of years. What secrets does it contain?

493 虐 After Abusing Me, My Ex-Husband Remembered That I Was His White Moonlight If There Is Nothing to DoModern Romance175k WordsCompleted 526Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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It's really sad. The first book is "be" and the second is "he". But I personally feel that the second book brings more tears.

494 总 The President's Body Is Covered with Bruises Under the Scorching Sun Yun XiaoyeModern Romance185k WordsCompleted 504Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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Look at this, the first whip hit her back, and the rope in front of her was pulled hard, suffocating her, and hitting the ground with a "bang". The raindrops were falling, and the blood on her back made her dress even brighter red. "Get up! Atonement, is this how to atone for sins? The lady has a spirit in heaven, so she should let you, a woman, go to hell."

497 七 July 7Th Wan ChengModern Romance59k WordsCompleted 805Reads6.7Score—Shelves

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It's so cruel! ! The kind of abuse that makes you lose five pounds by crying in one night! Abuse! I was in tears.

499 向 I've Always Been Cool, so How Can I Be so Affectionate? NervousModern Romance39k WordsCompleted 4.2kReads8.2Score176Shelves

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The first book has just four chapters, which is super sad [crying]

500 哥 Brother, the Rain Has Stopped Mo WenshengModern Romance104k WordsCompleted 325Reads8.7Score101Shelves

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Abuse! The plane crashed, and he stayed forever in the summer when he was 22 years old...[Crying][crying]