Extremely Angsty Stories That Make Your Heart Ache and Leave You Out of Tears 特虐 虐到心肝疼 虐到眼泪都流干了的文

1. 101 她 She Insists the Child Is His 她非说孩子是他的 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊Marriage & Romance12k WordsCompleted She Insists the Child Is His 145Reads—Score314d adds

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   [Family Matters, Family Ethics, DNA Testing, Blood Oath] She cut her finger and wrote a blood oath at the Liu family ancestral hall, swearing she had never cheated. A paternity test, however, proved her wrong. She claimed she conceived at a public bathhouse and sued the owner for 200,000 yuan. She lost the case and moved in with a man, stubbornly insisting the paternity test was inaccurate. Until irrefutable evidence confronted her—the child's biological father was that man—she still clung to the belief: "Looking alike is just a coincidence."

2. 102 缩 A Miniature Version of Him Calls Out “Daddy” in a Baby Voice 缩小版的他，奶声奶气喊爸爸 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊29k WordsCompleted A Miniature Version of Him Calls Out to Daddy in a Babyish Voice 810Reads—Score—14d adds
3. 103 谁 Whoever Goes Back on Their Word Is a Dog 谁反悔谁是狗 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊35k WordsCompleted Whoever Goes Back on Their Word Is a Dog 4.7kReads—Score—14d adds
4. 104 我 My Brother Keeps Falling for It Again and Again 我哥他又双叒叕真香了 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊36k WordsCompleted My Brother Has Fallen for It Again and Again 1.2kReads—Score1914d adds
5. 105 离 After the Divorce, My Ex-Husband Is as Merciless as a Blade 离婚后，前夫他绝情似刀 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊8k WordsCompleted After the Divorce, My Ex-Husband Was as Ruthless as a Blade 1.8kReads—Score1814d adds
6. 106 前 My Ex-Husband Begged Me on His Knees Not to Leave 前夫跪着求我别走 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊17k WordsCompleted My Ex-Husband Knelt and Begged Me Not to Leave 199Reads—Score—14d adds
7. 107 他 He Made a Wish 他许了 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊Historical17k WordsCompleted He Made a Wish 903Reads—Score614d adds
8. 108 追 Eight Years of Chasing You: Please Sign Here 追妻八年，请签收 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊30k WordsCompleted Chasing My Wife for Eight Years: Please Sign Here 1.6kReads—Score—14d adds
9. 109 姐 I’m Done Putting Up with You, Sis 姐姐不奉陪了 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊Marriage & Romance20k WordsCompleted I’m Done Putting Up With You, Sister 175Reads—Score—14d adds
10. 110 复 Remarry? Maybe in My Next Life 复婚？下辈子吧 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊Marriage & Romance14k WordsCompleted Remarry? Maybe in Your Next Life 358Reads—Score714d adds
11. 111 他 He Said I Was Pure 他说我很干净 Ten Thousand Gu万蛊Marriage & Romance26k WordsCompleted He Said I Was Pure 276Reads—Score—14d adds
12. 112 爆 Explosive! The Undercover Big Shot Has Fallen for Me 爆！卧底大佬他沦陷了 Spring Returns Beneath the Trees林下又见春Modern Romance312k WordsCompleted [BE] [BE] [BE] [Undercover police officer in Myanmar × genius doctor with a split personality] [No arguments, misunderstandings, or groveling] [Both leads are devoted only to each other] Myanmar, a rainy night, Guanyuan. A muffled thud came from the backyard. She saw him and glanced over without a trace of emotion. “Disgusting. Throw him out.” Lu Chen froze, then hurriedly spoke up. “I have money. Lots of money.” Su Qingyan stopped and glanced back at the man on the ground. “Take him inside.” .. 150Reads—Score10414d adds

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    This book has a tragic ending and is extremely angsty.

13. 113 宁 The 24-Hour Supermarket on Ning'an Alley 宁安巷24小时超市 Fish-for-Work Novels摸鱼小说Urban188k WordsCompleted He was once Wall Street’s most mysterious financial titan, commanding trillions and making markets rise and fall with a flick of his hand. After ten years of cutthroat battles, his health was ruined and his spirit exhausted. He chose to retire, returning to the old neighborhood where he had spent his childhood and opening a tiny supermarket barely twenty square meters in size. On Ning’an Lane, he was the laid-back shopkeeper in a T-shirt, baggy shorts, and flip-flops. He fed the cats, played che 5Reads—Score—14d adds
14. 114 洪 The Hongwu Southern Crossing 洪武南渡 Fish-for-Work Novels摸鱼小说Historical705k WordsOngoing In the thirty-first year of Hongwu, in the Forbidden City of Nanjing, Emperor Taizu of Ming, Zhu Yuanzhang, drew his last breath. As death approached, he gazed at the map of the north, his heart fixed on one thing: the northern campaign was unfinished, and the northern invaders had not been driven out. When he opened his eyes again, he had become Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, who after the Jingkang Humiliation had fled across the sea to escape the Jin armies, bent on making peace and clingi —Reads—Score—14d adds
15. 115 快 Quick Transmigration: The Live-Streaming Empress 快穿之直播天后 Fish-for-Work Novels摸鱼小说Historical582k WordsCompleted Top-tier star Su Yao collapsed live on stream. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself bound to a strange “Quick Transmigration Live-Streaming System.” To be reborn, she had to travel between different worlds, complete missions, and gather enough popularity. Her greatest golden finger was the live-stream chat, filled with viewers from her original world, ancient times, the apocalypse, and the interstellar age. In the imperial harem, she used psychology to outmaneuver the favored consor —Reads—Score—14d adds
16. 116 仙 A Fairy Descends to the Mortal World: I Set Up an Online Fortune-Telling Stall 仙子下凡尘：我在网上摆摊算命 Fish-for-Work Novels摸鱼小说Urban479k WordsOngoing Lu Qingyao is the youngest Soul Formation expert in the cultivation world, and her star-reading and divination skills are unmatched in her generation. After failing to survive her tribulation, her soul transmigrates into the body of an ordinary girl in a modern city who died from overwork. Falling from the heights of the heavens into a rented apartment, her first problem isn't how to restore her cultivation, but how to pay the rent. She sets up a fortune-telling stall on an overpass and reads f —Reads—Score—14d adds
17. 117 替 The Stand-In Won't Stand In 替身不替 Fish-for-Work Novels摸鱼小说Modern Romance294k WordsOngoing On a rainy night, Su Nian signs a stand-in contract to save her critically ill adoptive mother: for a hundred days, she'll impersonate Fu Hansheng's lover, who vanished seven years ago, in exchange for a million yuan. She steps into the memorial-like "Quiet Garden," puts on another woman's clothes and imitates her voice, only to discover that the face in the photographs is identical to her own, right down to the crescent-shaped birthmark on her wrist. Just as she begins to suspect that she is t —Reads—Score—14d adds
18. 118 我 I'm Good! Please Don't Hurt Me! 我很乖！请你不要来伤害！ Liu Li Fei Cheng刘李菲程Modern Romance700k WordsOngoing [Contemporary fiction] [Ensemble of women] [Scheming] [Red and Black] [Playing dumb while taking down enemies] [Clear-eyed heroine] A must-read for anyone born in the seventies, eighties, or nineties! This is a northern take on The Red and the Black, set in a glittering world of fame and fortune where everyone wears a false mask. The heroine seems sweet and obedient on the surface, but she sees things more clearly than anyone! She can live without love, but not without money! She can put up with 74Reads8.8Score—14d adds

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    Gifts are used as bait; a conspiracy lies hidden in the shadows.

19. 119 他 He Said He Wanted to Be My Wife 他说要给我当媳妇 Junior Sister123师妹1239k WordsCompleted He Said He'd Marry Me 34Reads—Score—14d adds

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    New angst story, sharing it for you to read.

20. 120 涅 Reborn From the Ashes, I’ve Returned to Settle Every Score 涅槃重生归来有仇报仇有怨报怨 Author Tao Yaoyao作者逃妖夭Ancient Romance627k WordsCompleted “Reborn after returning from Nirvana, she settles every score and repays every grievance. A bond from a past life becomes a fate in this one.” Eight hundred years ago, she and he vowed to be husband and wife in their next life, promising to love each other for all eternity. Centuries passed, the world changed, and the past faded like smoke. Eight hundred years later, she was reborn, but fate had other plans. It was as if she'd been born into the wrong family. Her father showed her no affection, 3.4kReads8.6Score22014d adds

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    Losing his beloved from both past and present lives, he turned white-haired overnight. "In this life, I clearly met her first, we clearly fell in love first, how could I have lost her?" Bai Jingxuan hated himself, pounding his head in frustration. Thinking of the loving moments they shared in both lives, the longing and pain of those two lifetimes intertwined, converging into a river. He was heartbroken, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe. Unable to suppress the overwhelming grief, he wept uncontrollably, his sobs echoing through the courtyard. The once dignified and refined young master Bai, unable to bear the blow of losing his beloved, turned white-haired overnight. He trudged through the snow-covered courtyard towards the gate, his robes fluttering, his silver hair flying, the snow swirling around him, as if he had become one with the icy landscape, indistinguishable from it. He left the mansion and headed directly towards the Prince of An'nan's residence, An'nan silently following not far away.

21. 121 落 You Can't Bring Back a Runaway Bride 落跑娘子追不回 Author Tao Yaoyao作者逃妖夭Ancient Romance523k WordsCompleted I make my own fate, not heaven. She is no innocent little flower, no frail girl everyone can bully and trample on. If someone takes a swing at her or sets her up, she'll pay them back twice over. Su Wan, a merchant's daughter full of schemes, defies fate, plots her escape, and seeks refuge with one of the capital's most powerful families. Using their influence, she secures a good marriage prospect and gives her whole heart to her fiancé's family. But things don't go as planned. A spiteful woman 1.6kReads8.6Score10114d adds
22. 122 前 You Doted on Me in My Past Life, So Why Make Me Your Concubine in This One? 前世宠我入骨今生纳我为妾？ Author Tao Yaoyao作者逃妖夭Ancient Romance337k WordsCompleted Several hundred years later, she is reborn as a human. After more than a decade spent in a fog of madness, she returns to her own body with memories of her past life and searches among the masses for the lover she once cherished above all. But he wears a mask, consumed by a deep hatred and forced to bide his time as he seeks revenge. The lovers meet for the first time in this life, and one look spans a thousand years. She recognizes him, but he treats her as a pawn in a beauty trap. With the ene 1.1kReads—Score6814d adds
23. 123 蝶 Butterfly Shadows Return to Dust: Sold into Prostitution by My Mother-in-Law, My Ex-Husband Searched for Me for Ten Years 蝶影归尘：被婆母卖入风尘，前夫寻了我整整十年 Ni Ah Ni Ge Ni氼啊氼个氼55k WordsCompleted The Butterfly’s Shadow Returns to Dust: Sold into a Life of Vice by My Mother-in-Law, My Ex-Husband Searched for Me for Ten Years 319Reads—Score—14d adds

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    The pinnacle of Republican-era tragic romance novels, *Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust*! Lin Die'er, a noblewoman, undergoes six identity changes and three name changes throughout her life, yet "Lin Die'er" remains etched into her very being. From the prison of her wealthy family to the mire of prostitution, from a pawn of spies to a victim of gunfire. Zhang Zhiming waited for her for ten years, Yang Yanchen guarded her for half his life, all with the regret of "almost" meeting. Her silver butterfly hairpin shatters, her longing turns to dust, her tears break her heart, and the aftertaste is endless.

24. 124 情 Deep in Love, Yet Unaware 情深且不知 Fusu扶苏Ancient Romance21k WordsCompleted [Tragic Romance] He was the man who killed my father, and I hated him with all my heart. In the end, I discovered I had hated the wrong person. The daughter of a bandit chief happened to save a scholar, and from then on, she gave him her heart. But her wedding night became the night her family was slaughtered. Her beloved, once the person closest to her, had become her father's killer! He was an emperor, cold and indifferent. He unexpectedly fell in love with her, yet could only push her further 67Reads7.8Score514d adds

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    It was so heartbreaking, I couldn't help but cry!

25. 125 拿 Loving You with My Life: 20 Fated Romances That Break Your Heart 拿命爱你：20段痛到心碎的宿命虐恋 Moss on Green Tiles青瓦苔Ancient Romance157k WordsCompleted [Love and hate intertwined + beautiful yet tragic heroine + palace intrigue + historical romance + heart-wrenching love + short stories] The world turns and tumbles, while the histories of old hold up a mirror. So many beauties once had their hearts broken over a promise, only to become tragic ballads of a turbulent age. From Chen Ajiao, kept in a gilded cage, to the incomparable Xishi; from Wang Yourong, a wife who weathered hardship alongside her husband, to Feng Xiaolian, whose allure lasted 28Reads8.1Score—14d adds
26. 126 红 The Lotus Fragrance Fades in Autumn 1 红藕香残玉簟秋1 Jenny the Brutal Hammer暴锤者珍妮Ancient Romance124k WordsCompleted [Addictive sweet-and-angsty historical romance + political intrigue + dramatic twists + an emperor’s love + past and present lives + mad, devoted hero] Yuan Jiu was born in the Heavenly Prison and has been plagued by nightmares since birth. In her dreams, there is always a dashing young man racing through a raging inferno. He gallops toward her, murderous intent surging from him, and a three-foot sword pierces her chest. She has died countless times in her dreams, yet she has never been able to 111Reads7.9Score—14d adds
27. 127 西 Spring Grief in the Western Palace: Whose Heart Has Fate’s Splendor Left Cold? 西宫春怨：命途繁锦冷了谁人心 Fu Su, Wen Leng扶酥、问冷Ancient Romance74k WordsCompleted The sorrowful women who emerged from behind the beaded curtains wept for all they longed for but could never have, all they begged for but could never reach. Their tears smudged their makeup and aged their faces. Year after year, their silk brocades faded, until they hardened like cocoons and their hearts turned to ash… The palace walls were red, richer than the last glow of sunset. Deep courtyards could never lock away the breeze from a maiden’s round fan. Women carried so much sorrow. Beneath 35Reads—Score—14d adds
28. 128 蝶 Butterfly Shadows Return to Dust: My Husband's Enemy Seizes Me by Force 蝶影归尘：丈夫的的仇人对我强娶豪夺 Ni Ah Ni Ge Ni氼啊氼个氼15k WordsCompleted Butterfly Shadows Return to Dust: My Husband's Enemy Forces Me into Marriage 24Reads—Score—14d adds

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    Title: *Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust* | I am Xiao Qihao, the only person I ever loved in my life, who hated me until his death. Everyone says I'm the most hateful person in this book. I admit it. In my life, I, Xiao Qihao, have done too many unforgivable things—ruining my elder brother's family business, taking his wife, and imprisoning her, pregnant, in a separate courtyard. I said I loved her, but my hands hurt her. I know you're all cursing me. But I still want to tell you my story. I hate Zhang Zhiming. From the time I was old enough to understand, I hated him. He was also a son of the Zhang family, but Zhang Zhiming was the eldest son, pampered by his mother, educated in Confucian classics, and running a respectable business. Wherever he went, he was respectfully addressed as "Young Master." And me? I was my father's illegitimate son, unworthy even of the surname "Zhang." I took my mother's surname, Xiao, and grew up living under someone else's roof, being pointed at and gossiped about. It's not that I lacked ability. I'm skilled in both literature and martial arts. In terms of cunning, tactics, and intellect, in what way am I inferior to Zhang Zhiming? Yet, just because I'm an illegitimate child, I'm forever inferior to him. He's kind to me—do you know how hateful that kindness can be? Giving me his business is charity. His politeness is pity. I'd rather he hate me than have him act like a superior brother, treating me with such condescension. I thought the person I hated most in my life was Zhang Zhiming. Until I met her. The first time I saw Lin Die'er, I went mad. She was my elder brother's wife. A daughter of a prestigious family, with exquisite features and an air of pride. The first time I saw her at the Zhang residence, she was sitting by the pond, lost in thought. She didn't know how beautiful she was—her eyes held a pampered innocence, yet also a stubborn refusal to bow her head after being hurt. At that moment, I knew I wanted her. Not just wanted, but a necessity. The kind of necessity where if I couldn't have her, my life would be meaningless. I began to secretly spy on everything about her. I knew everything: when she went to the cosmetics shop, when she returned, when she sat alone by the pond lost in thought. Like a mouse lurking in the shadows, I greedily collected every frame of her image. The more I looked, the more jealous I became. What did Zhang Zhiming have? What right did he have to possess her? Wasn't he just lucky? He could possess her openly, stand by her side, comfort her when she was angry, and hold her in his arms when she cried. And me? I had to avoid even glancing at her from afar. And I could clearly see that she didn't love him. She was cold and sarcastic towards him, constantly arguing with him, even pressuring him to take a concubine. If she truly loved him, how could she push him into the arms of another woman? So I thought, since she didn't love him, why couldn't I take her place beside her? Once this thought took root, it could never be uprooted. I vowed that I would snatch her away from Zhang Zhiming. No matter the means, no matter how long it took. When that time came, I would treat her with the utmost kindness and care, letting her know what true cherishing was. She would definitely fall in love with me. I used the most despicable means to get her, but I could never win her heart. I bribed Zhang Zhiming's business partner and ruined his business. The Zhang family fell, and Zhang's mother was desperate. I bought her with just a sum of money. I imprisoned her in the villa. I told myself it didn't matter, as long as she was by my side, it was enough, anyway, she didn't love Zhang Zhiming. But I was wrong. The night I forced myself on her, she gritted her teeth and didn't cry. She lay on the bed with her eyes open, staring intently at the ceiling, not shedding a single tear. I suddenly panicked—I would rather she cried, I would rather she made a scene, I would rather she lashed out at me like she did with Zhang Zhiming. But she didn't. She just looked at me with that empty, lifeless gaze. That was the first time I felt fear. Later, she became pregnant. I thought the child was mine, I thought that with the child, she would accept her fate and slowly accept me. I did everything I could to be good to her, making the villa exquisite and warm, collecting her favorite snacks and jewelry, and staying by her side every day. I even started thinking that after the baby was born, I would beg her forgiveness, and the three of us could live a good life together. She did stop resisting. She became docile, letting me hold her and kiss her. Sometimes I even felt she was falling in love with me. But what I didn't know was that the reason she stopped resisting was simply to protect the child in her womb. The child she was willing to protect with her life. In the middle of the night, she called another man's name in my arms, "Zhiming..." The two words were very soft, as soft as a dream. But I heard it. She was in my arms, sleeping in my bed, carrying my child—but she was dreaming of another man. Not hatred, not resentment, but a dependence etched into her bones, a dependence she herself refused to acknowledge. I froze, as if stabbed. So she had never forgotten him. So all my kindness had only earned me a sigh in her dream. That man didn't even need to be present to make me utterly defeated. I stared at her sleeping face, and suddenly all my obsession and possessiveness seemed like a joke. I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear, and whispered, "It's alright. It doesn't matter who you call out in your dreams. In this life, you can only lie beside me." But only I knew that my heart was bleeding. Later, I became addicted to opium, trying to numb myself with it. My mother sent me to quit, and during the time I was away, she sold me to a brothel. When I returned, she was gone. I searched for her frantically, turning the entire city upside down, but I couldn't find even a scrap of her clothing. For the rest of my life, I was trapped in the obsession of finding her, living a muddled existence. I could only hold the child I believed to be Ping'er's, naming him Yi'an, and showering him with all my love. I never knew until my death that Yi'an was her and Zhang Zhiming's biological child. And the silver necklace she left for Yi'an was hidden in the lining of his swaddling clothes; I never found it. Upon learning of her death, I locked myself in my room for three whole days. I had searched for her for years, waited for her for years, and held onto this obsession for years. I even began to fantasize that when I found her, I would kneel before her and beg for her forgiveness. I didn't ask for her love; I just wanted her to let me stay by her side, even if it was just to watch her from afar. But what I received was news of her death. The woman I loved to the bone, the woman I could never have, the woman who ruined half my life and whom I had ruined my own, was gone forever. She died on the battlefield, taking a bullet for another man. She repaid that man's kindness with her own life. But what about me? I didn't even have the right to be hated by her anymore. I held the golden butterfly hairpin she had left behind in the villa, one of the two things she had taken with her when she was taken away. I sat there for three days and three nights, holding it, remembering what she had once said to me. She said, "I am just your trophy." No. No. Butterfly, I love you, because you are you. Not Zhang Zhiming's wife, not anyone's possession, not some trophy. Lin Die'er, just Lin Die'er. But I'll never have the chance to tell you that. I hated Zhang Zhiming my whole life, for a lifetime. But in the end, I didn't hate him, I hated myself for being forever inferior to him. I envied his status, his wealth, his uprightness—but what I envied most was that he had you. I loved Lin Die'er, for a lifetime. But my love was twisted, obsessive, and destructive. I loved you, so I destroyed you. I used the most despicable means to get you, but I could never have your heart. This was fate's punishment. I accept it. Later, I quit opium and devoted all my energy to the war effort. All the money I had saved and the connections I had built were used to send supplies to the front lines. I taught Yi'an to read and write, to love his country and be good, spending my whole life making amends for the sins I committed. But I know it's far from enough. I owe her, and I can never repay her in this lifetime. If… if there really is a next life… I won't do this again. I will stand before you, clean and honest, and tell you in a dignified manner—Lin Die'er, my name is Xiao Qihao. I am not an illegitimate child, not anyone's shadow, not anyone's substitute. I am simply someone who wants to love you properly. Even if you still choose that square-faced, thick-browed man. Even if you never look at me again. As long as you are happy, that's enough. In conclusion: Why read this book? This is my story, and it's her story. It's also the story of all those helpless beings in that chaotic world. If you want to know why a villain becomes a villain, if you want to know how twisted a person can be for love, if you want to know what happens when obsession, jealousy, and deep affection intertwine—calm down and read slowly. This book will tell you the answers. *Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust* Human romance cannot wait for a long-lasting union; the butterfly shadow returns to dust, with no return date to await. 1:1.1

29. 129 樊 Dawn Within the Cage 樊笼内的破晓 Old Qinggan老青柑Modern Romance350k WordsCompleted Some people are born trapped in a cage. Invisible barriers, woven from the soil of one’s upbringing, the path laid out in advance, the constraints of one’s surroundings, the cocoon of one’s perceptions, and the shackles of morality, build a cold, solid cage that holds her captive. She is raised within it, as if this were all life could ever be. If she does not awaken, if she does not save herself, the ending is clear: the cage will silently devour her, and she will vanish in a slow death. Yet de 3Reads9.3Score—14d adds

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    I recommend a angst-filled novel where the female protagonist gradually becomes stronger; it's very good.

30. 130 诗 From Butterfly in Love with a Flower to Everlasting Longing: A World of Poetry and Art 诗图画意从蝶恋花到长相思 Xiao Feng z晓风zModern Romance343k WordsCompleted Poetry can’t prolong life, but it can carry the soul. A novel born from real experiences and original poetry. From Kunming to Shanghai to Chengdu, from campus to the workplace, it follows a young songwriter and his encounters, missed connections, and growth alongside several girls. He is in the poems, and you are in the story. Dedicated to everyone who ever truly loved someone in their youth. 2Reads—Score—14d adds

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    This novel, adapted from original classical Chinese poetry, is heart-wrenching, beautifully written, with elegant poetry, a niche subject matter, and sincere and delicate emotions; it's so moving it will make you cry.

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