[Sending Hearts] I have been in love with Fu Mingyu for ten years, but he asked me to lure out a perverted murderer for him Bai Yueguang, and he wanted me to die. 😭Finally, I died in the hands of a perverted murderer. . He went crazy when he saw my body.
It's so sad to read →_→ The first hundred chapters are sweet, but the second chapter is sad. On the eve of their wedding, the heroine discovers that the hero is sleeping with another woman. In the end, she finds out that it's a lie. The hero is about to die, and the heroine shows up to save him. The two get married and fall in love, but they are said to be brothers and sisters. They cannot love each other and make me cry to death! After saving the male protagonist, the female protagonist is about to die again! Ouch! The male protagonist lost his memory, and later the female protagonist was tortured by the male protagonist's three clones in turn!
Ye Xun, a war queen, codenamed Xue Lian, is the king of mercenaries. After hearing the news that she had relatives, she blew up Alcatraz Island just for her relatives. When her true identity was revealed, "Oh my god, she killed someone?" Only Ghost Hammer knew that in a world like that, where she couldn't even afford 20 yuan of medical expenses, her friends left one by one, and either you died or I lived. When she appeared in the eyes of her family with stab wounds and gunshot wounds, "Didn't you come back wearing a famous brand? Why are there so many injuries? Why don't you protect yourself?" Ye Xun felt warm in his heart. Later, Snow Wolf's betrayal had another reason. The Lord of the Dark Palace said, "As long as you are willing, Dark Palace and I are both "Your" She was unable to save Lu Luo and Kuang Ying back then, but now she must save Snow Wolf. Gunshots rang out. Snow Wolf had not seen the bullet for a long time, but the bullet penetrated Ye Xun's palm. At this moment, Snow Wolf shouted "Boss" Ye Xun smiled "Let's go home". She saved Snow Wolf who helped her together back then. Alcatraz is still looking for her; new battles are still going on; she conquered the Dark Palace and the Blood Blade Mercenary Group; she became a queen and gave the order to "go"
The hustle and bustle of Ning'an City has slowly subsided, and the streets and alleys in the evening are filled with a warm atmosphere... Lin Ruanrou has fallen asleep on the table because she was too tired... At this time, a middle-aged man wearing an exquisite black suit came from outside the cafeteria door. His figure is tall and handsome... He is the man who came here at this time last time, Xue Heng. Gu Feng, the owner of Chinese and Western Restaurant! He placed the computer bag in his hand on the table beside him, then put a black coat in his other hand on Lin Ruanrou's body. Then he returned to his seat in a gentlemanly manner, took out the laptop from the laptop bag, opened it, and started browsing various business emails...
[Running in both directions, regardless of fate] That doctor treated her, saved her, stayed with her, loved her... With his tenderness, he brought a ray of warm light to her cold and dark world. So much so that she indulged herself and worked hard to live in the world he gave her... However, from one day onwards, this man gradually moved away from her, until she inadvertently saw a note he left for her. There is a sentence like this - [I hope you will remember that there was a me in the world who loved you deeply until death...]
Before daybreak, I was woken up again by the grunting of pigs. He rubbed his sore shoulders and got up from the tattered quilt in the dark. The oil lamp on the wooden table swayed, making his own shadow on the wall flicker. The old sow in the yard was at the gate again. I picked up the wooden stick in the corner and walked over. The moonlight shone on its shiny fur, and the beast grew stronger again. I gritted my teeth and tightened my grip on the stick. It takes a lot of effort to subdue it every time, and the old wounds on my body begin to hurt again, but I know that this is the key to survival. The work of killing pigs was dirty and tiring, but I had no choice. I still remember that when I held the knife for the first time, my hands were shaking, and the blood splattered on my face made me almost vomit. But as time goes by, it becomes numb. My neighbors all said it was too hard for me as a girl to do this, but who could help me? The early morning market gradually became lively. I set up the chopping board and placed the cut meat neatly. As soon as the shouting started, that annoying Mr. Wang came over. The leering look in his eyes made me shiver all over, and the dirty words in his mouth made me even more disgusting. I clenched the butcher knife in my hand and looked at him coldly. "Young lady, you came to set up a stall so early. Give me two pounds. I said you are so pretty, so why don't you follow me? I'll make sure you have meat to eat every day." He came over with a playful smile. I sneered and stabbed the knife hard on the chopping board: "I am a pig butcher. My knife penetrated the pig's neck, and then blood spurted out. Mr. Wang, do you think there is a difference between killing people and killing pigs?" He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again: "Hey, does the little lady need to be so angry?" "Buy it or not, or get out." I said impatiently. He still wanted to pester me, so I pulled out the knife and chopped hard on the pork: "You want to buy my meat? Then you have to see if your body is strong enough." Finally, he cursed, threw down the money and left. I looked at his back and felt disgusted. When will days like this end? After a busy morning, the meat is almost sold. I carefully wrapped some of the remaining minced meat and delivered it door to door. They are all poor neighbors, and they can help as much as they can. Seeing their grateful eyes, my heart felt warmer. When I got home, before I could take a breath, I had to prepare the next pig. The pigs were dehaired and cut up, and they were busy until midnight. I was so tired that I couldn't straighten my waist, but I didn't dare to rest. In the past few days, I have always felt like a pair of eyes are watching me. At first I thought it was an illusion, but the feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger. Sometimes when I am working in the yard, a breeze will suddenly blow by, and my tired body will feel relaxed inexplicably. When I was closing the stall today, a strange young man came. Without saying a word, he bought all my meat. I looked at his unfamiliar face and refused. You can't do this in business, and the folks are still waiting to buy meat. He put down a piece of silver, took a few kilograms of meat and left. I looked at the ingot of silver and was shocked. It was too much. He quickly chased after him and returned the extra money to him. "Sir, this is your money. We are the most honest people in business. I shouldn't charge you so much money. Of course I can't." I put the broken silver into his hand, turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, I looked back. He was still standing there, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes. That look made my heart tremble, as if I had seen it somewhere before, but I couldn't remember it. At night, I lay on the bed and looked at the dilapidated roof. Although life is difficult, I have never been afraid. I just occasionally think, will these days really end? Who is that person who is always watching me in the dark? 7