Looking for Short, Tragic Endings That Hurt Like Hell

101 青 The Bluebird Flies over the Isle of Thorns Brocade YearsModern Romance80k WordsCompleted 1.1kReads9.3Score247Shelves

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Jiangjiang, come here (⩺⩹) Three short abuse articles, please prepare tissues 🍭The rain washed away the tombstone in front of him, and the white chrysanthemums had been damaged. The black and white photo on the tombstone shows the girl's hasty smile, her not-so-beautiful eyes, her eyes are cautious, as if walking on thin ice, and she looks so eager for the warmth of this world... Song Shuangye, you idiot, someone is missing you. 🍭"Xiao An, I created a prison in my heart, and in the end I was the only one who was imprisoned." "Yu Chimu, remember, I also fell in love, really." 🍭"Cheng Li, do you want to come back and marry me? A can ring can propose. How many times have I dreamed of you wearing a black shirt, sitting in the dark, but there is a gentle light on your face. How long do I have to wait? When will you come back to me? After meeting you, everything seems to be different." Because there were hostages there, he went back and stayed in Yunzhinan forever.

104 他 When Did He Stop Loving Me? Junior Sister1236k WordsCompleted 40Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Abuse ceiling

105 江 Fishermen’s Lights on the River, Keeping Me Awake with Sorrow Can't CatchModern Romance54k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads8.6Score192Shelves

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1. How sweet it is in the front, how cruel it is in the back. 2. It is a long novel. If you are interested, you can read it. The writing is very good and the storyline is heartbreaking. 3. Heaven and man are separated. The penultimate book is longer, so I won't list the rest one by one.

108 相 A Shattered Longing Green Ink49k WordsCompleted 911Reads8.6Score103Shelves

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It's be. I personally don't think it's particularly cruel.

109 百 Happy 100Th Birthday Chuan Shenyan8k WordsCompleted 34Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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[Like][Like][Like][Cry]

110 被 After Being Ripped Out of My Heart and Bled by My Master, I Became a Demon on the Spot. Watching the Girls from the WallAncient Romance1.1M WordsCompleted 333Reads9.3Score—Shelves

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I was lying on the cold bluestone, and blood was gurgling from my broken meridians. Qingxue's shrill scream could be heard in her ears, followed by the muffled sound of something heavy falling to the ground. I wanted to tell her not to worry, but the blood foam in my throat blocked all sounds, and the world in front of me gradually distorted into scarlet. In the haze, Chu Ziyu's figure shrouded. I wanted to grab his sleeve and ask for help, but he picked me up coldly. The once generous and warm palms were now like iron pincers, and my light body swayed in his hands, as if what he was holding was not a fellow junior sister, but a ball of lifeless rags. When Yun Shu's delicate voice sounded, I saw the clarity in Chu Ziyu's eyes completely dissipate, replaced by a turbid and unfamiliar sinister look. The wind that crossed the cliff filled my nose with the sweet smell of blood, making me twitch all over in pain. When Yun Shu's dagger was pressed against my face, I suddenly remembered the late night when I took the Backlash Pill seven days ago. The severe pain of the elixir fire burning in the meridians overlapped with the pain of the flesh splitting at this moment - it turns out that the seven days I exchanged my soul for were just to experience the cruelty of these people. "Senior sister's face is so beautiful." Yun Shu's voice was sweet, but the dagger cut hard at my brow bone, "When you took away my spiritual root, why didn't you expect this day?" Warm blood flowed into the eyes, blurring Gu Hansheng's disgusted eyes. The barbecue he handed over was still warm, but my mouth tasted like rust. The moment my spine broke, I heard a clear cracking sound coming from the sea of ​​consciousness. The breast-protecting mirror that had been with me for hundreds of years finally completely collapsed in the endless disappointment. I looked at Yun Shu's proud face and suddenly laughed out loud. It turns out that all sincere treatment is a joke, and the sect that I tried my best to protect is just a group of evil ghosts in human skin. The night wind rolled up my blood-stained hair, and I huddled on the edge of the cliff, feeling life disappear like quicksand between my fingers. I have no nostalgia for this world anymore. My only regret is that I couldn't take a good look at the peach blossoms that spring before they disappeared into ashes. 14

111 情 Deep Love Without Knowing FusuAncient Romance21k WordsCompleted 59Reads7.8Score—Shelves

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This cruel heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all hurt all the time😭😭😭

112 深 Layers of Resentment in the Deep Palace Shangguan Xuan'erAncient Romance152k WordsCompleted 824Reads5.8Score101Shelves

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But she knew that she was the daughter of General Dai Viet, and her father and brother were both fighting on the front line, so she had no right to be tempted. "None of it is true." She raised her head, her voice clear, "From the beginning, I was ordered to get close to you. I sent someone to stab you, I leaked your itinerary, you trust me, I designed it step by step." A collection of short stories, each one attracts attention

113 别 Don't Worry, I'm Waiting Shangguan Xuan'erModern Romance118k WordsCompleted 23Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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"You're an idiot!" Chen Li yelled at the phone. The blood vessels in her neck popped out, and the incision oozed blood faster. "You believe what I say! If I say your wife deserves to die, just send her here! A man like you deserves to be used as a weapon!" 114

114 蚀 A Love That Cuts to the Bone Qi Lao YouModern Romance753k WordsCompleted 172.8kReads9.2Score14.9kShelves

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"Bone Erosion Crisis" is worth owning

116 辞 Words Are Like Dust Ru SuModern Romance2.5M WordsCompleted 110Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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☞Be Abuse★

119 冷 Hot or Cold Don't RunModern Romance345k WordsCompleted 318Reads5.8Score101Shelves

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This book is really nice

120 快 Quick Transmigration: The Dark Moonlight Villainess Makes the Male Lead Cry Again Osmanthus BoughsModern Romance699k WordsCompleted 5.2kReads9.0Score355Shelves

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You deserve to own these three books

123 蝶 Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust: I Was Sold into Prostitution by My Mother-In-Law, and My Ex-Husband Has Been Looking for Me for Ten Years Ah55k WordsCompleted 226Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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From the perspective of the villain Xiao Qihao in "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust", write a book promotion copy that directly touches people's hearts. Title: The ceiling of sadomasochism in the Republic of China "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust"｜"I ruined your life, but I tried to use the rest of my life to atone for my sins" - the belated confession of a villain My name is Xiao Qihao. The illegitimate son of the Zhang family and the half-brother of Zhang Zhiming. In this life, the person I am most jealous of is my brother. He has an orthodox status, a substantial family fortune, and that woman - Lin Die'er. The first time I met her was in the courtyard of Zhang Mansion. She stood among the flowers, turning her head to talk and laugh with the maid, her features and eyes were full of clarity that had never been seen in the world. At that moment, something in my heart grew completely crazy - why? Why can Zhang Zhiming own her openly? Why can I only hide in the dark, like an ant that cannot see the light? I told myself: Since she doesn't love Zhang Zhiming, why can't she be replaced by me? Once this idea takes root, it can never be uprooted. Later, she became my prisoner. I trapped her in another courtyard and tortured her day and night. I pinched her chin, forced her to raise her head to look at me, and said to her: "From now on, you are mine." I tried my best to be kind to her, made the courtyard exquisite and warm, collected her favorite snacks and treasures, and learned to be gentle and accommodating. But she never looked at me. There was no warmth in her eyes, like a pool of stagnant water. I knew in my heart that she was just waiting for my brother to save her. But it doesn't matter - as long as she's by my side, that's enough. She gave birth to a son for me. I was ecstatic, thinking that this was my flesh and blood. Holding that little baby in my arms, I felt for the first time that I had won against Zhang Zhiming. I announced to the public that the child was born to my concubine Ping'er, completely erasing the connection between Die'er and the child. I thought this would keep her by my side forever. But I don't know—the baby isn't mine. She gritted her teeth and survived, letting me raise children for her and the one she truly loved for a lifetime. Later, she was secretly sold to a brothel by my mother, and there was no news from her. I searched everywhere like crazy, walking through the streets and alleys, but I couldn't find her again. During those days, I was exposed to heavy smoke and felt in a haze all day long. When I fell asleep at night, my arms were empty. I suddenly remembered those nights when she curled up on my chest, frowning, and muttered a name vaguely in her dream: "Zhiming..." It turned out that the person she called in my arms was always another man. It turns out that from beginning to end, I was just an outsider. Many years later, I quit smoking and made Ping'er my main wife. I held the child named Yi An in the palm of my hand and taught him how to read and write, and to remember the righteousness of our family and country. I poured all my guilt, debt and obsession into him. I believe till my death that he is my biological flesh and blood. Until news came from his confidants: Die'er was dead. While performing a mission, he blocked a fatal shot for someone else. The book in my hand suddenly slipped and I froze in place. After searching for several years, waiting for several years, and obsessing for several years, what we waited for was the news of her death. I returned to the study and closed the door for three days without eating or drinking. In her hand, she was holding the golden butterfly hairpin that she had left in another courtyard - it was custom-made for her by my brother. She took it away, originally thinking that if she saw an injured Zhiming on the road, she would use this most valuable possession to save him. Who knows, I will never be able to come back to him again. I think of that night, when she said to me who was out of control with tears on her face: I am just your trophy. At that moment, I finally understood. I kept saying I loved her, but I used the most despicable means to destroy her. I regard her as a trophy and a tool for revenge against Zhang Zhiming. But do I really not love her? "Die'er, I love you. Because you are you, not a trophy." It was a pity that she would never hear these words again. I devoted all my guilt and longing for her to the front line of the Anti-Japanese War. Boxes of medicine, carts of food, and pieces of cotton-padded clothes. I'm not trying to be a hero. I just want to use this method to repay what I owe to her, what I owe to Zhang Zhiming, and what I owe to that child. Even if it's never clear. In this life, I thought I was a predator. In the end, I realized that I was the one with nothing. She never belonged to me, the child never belonged to me, and even the time I thought I had was a self-deception. I am Xiao Qihao. The villain who used despicable means to imprison her, but finally spent the rest of his life repenting. This is my story. The wind and moon in the world cannot wait for us to stay together forever, and the shadow of the butterfly returns to the dust, and there is no return date to wait for. After finishing the whole book, it's hard to calm down.

125 听 Listen to Fenglouge Shooting Water from Across the BankUrban186k WordsOngoing 463Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Listening to the Wind and Cooking Rain and the Color of Fireworks is one of the first-rate sadomasochistic emotional novels in the book. "Listening to the Wind and Cooking the Rain" comes from the sky and passes through the world of fireworks. It is heart-breaking. Everything is regrettable and everything is worth it.