Extremely Short, Extremely Angsty Stories

810 烬 Jinli: Gardenia Is Still Awake Too Late30k WordsCompleted 8Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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You should be able to take a look!

812 假 The Fake Daughter-In-Law Protects the Whole Family, She Wants to Take Everything Back Tree That Wants to Fly9k WordsCompleted —Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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Real and fake daughter + Chasing wife in the crematorium, first torture and then sweetness + torture article,,

814 晚 Evening Light! King William Wp6k WordsCompleted 4Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Short story, interesting! !

819 重 Reunion, Deep in the Lake Jinnian 25Modern Romance20k WordsCompleted 5Reads—Score—Shelves

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Very short, very cruel

821 老 Wife Serves Mistress During Confinement Period Seniors Who Love to Look at the Stars10k WordsCompleted 1Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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822 上 In My Last Life, I Poisoned Myself and Died Together with Him. He Gave up Reincarnation and Looked for Me for a Whole Thousand Years. Scarlet DreamAncient Romance20k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Synopsis of the story: My father occupied his mother and killed his whole family. He killed his father, seized his empire, and occupied me. Later, he did a lot of things for me, and I fell in love with him. At this time, I discovered Now that I am pregnant, there is so much hatred between us, so I administered a fatal poison and we both died. He went to look for me on the Naihe Bridge, but he couldn't find me. He gave up reincarnation and looked for me for a whole thousand years.

825 平 End of Pingjiang Road Colorful27k WordsCompleted —Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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Did anyone read what I wrote?

826 蝶 Dieying Returns to the Dust: My Husband's Enemy Forcibly Married Me and Robbed Me Ah15k WordsCompleted 17Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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They all called me a crazy villain, but I just wanted to beat my brother once - even just once. My name is Xiao Qihao. The Zhang family had an illegitimate son, who was born with his mother's surname Xiao. Ever since I was little, nothing has ever won me over. He is the Zhang eldest son and the legitimate heir. I am my father's stain outside, a bastard who lives under someone else's roof. He is successful in business, gentle and polite, and everyone says that Boss Zhang is a gentleman. So what if I'm both civil and military? In the Zhang family, I am not even worthy of calling him "brother". I'm not convinced. I want to take what he has. I destroyed his family business; I bought his mother. Until that day, I met her - Lin Dieer in Zhang Mansion. She stood by the pond, holding the steamed buns in her hands, crumbling them into pieces and throwing them to the koi. There was hatred, pain, and unwillingness in his eyes. At that moment, I suddenly felt that she was the same person as me. We are all people who have been stepped on by fate. I thought, I'm going to get her. No, it's not a thought - it's a certainty. I conspired with Zhang's mother and sold her to me. I imprisoned her in another courtyard and forced her to become my woman. She resisted and struggled, gouging me with the coldest eyes and stabbing me with the most unpleasant words. But I don't care. I thought that as long as I kept her by my side, one day she would look back at me. Even just a glance. Later, she gave birth to a son for me. I was ecstatic. I thought, I have a family. With her and my children, I am no longer the bastard no one wants. I even learned to be nice to her in the same way I was nice to him - collecting her favorite snacks, decorating her favorite room, letting go of all my jealousy, and learning to be gentle. But she never smiles in front of me. She only lets down her guard when she's asleep. And the name she called in her dreams was never mine. "Zhiming..." Those two words were as light as a sigh, but they were like a knife piercing my heart. She is by my side, but I am never in her heart. Never. I was caught in the smoke and confused. My mother took advantage of my recovery and sold her to a brothel. When I came out, she had disappeared from this world. I searched for her for several years, finding madness and insanity. The last thing that awaited was the news of her death. She blocked the gun for me and died in the arms of another man. Before she died, she promised the man that she would be an ordinary couple in her next life. And all she left me was the golden butterfly hairpin - it was one of the two things she took with her when she left, and it was a token that she didn't have time to return to him. I knelt in front of the Buddha, holding the hairpin, and suddenly remembered what she said to me: "I am just your trophy." No. Never. I love you. Because you are who you are. Not a trophy. Later, I poured all my guilt into the children she left behind. I taught him reading and literacy, taught him the righteousness of his family and country, and taught him to be a man who upholds the will of heaven and earth. I will believe until my death that those are my biological flesh and blood. No one told me the truth. That's fine, let me carry this thought with me through this life. The world says I am a wicked person. I admit it. I was jealous of him, plotted against him, and destroyed the things he cherished most. But my heart for her is true. It's true from beginning to end. If I had met her earlier by the pond that year - would everything have been different? No one can answer me. And she will never know. "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust"｜The ceiling of BE aesthetics of sadomasochism in the Republic of China This is the story of a woman and three men. But today, I want you to hear the voice of the "villain." He is not a purely good person, nor is he an inherently evil person. He is a poor man swallowed up by jealousy and obsession in troubled times. He uses the most despicable means to love someone and spends the rest of his life to repay it. 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. If you prefer that kind of story - not a black and white character, not an assembly line industrial saccharine, but a story with a sense of fate, tearing and extreme regret. This book is worth your time to read slowly. [Almost crying] [Almost crying]

828 三 At the Age of Thirty-Six, I Finally Got Rid of This Rotten Scumbag Man Tree That Wants to FlyMarriage & Romance10k WordsCompleted 2Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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I exhausted all my thirty-six-year-old courage and turned around, only to be defeated when he showed off his twin pregnant wives. Until time went back and I decided to get on the bus in the opposite direction to Yu Zixuan. Only then did I realize that the scenery along the way that I had missed was so breathtakingly beautiful. The first part of torture and pleasure

830 我 We Are Thousands of Miles Apart Rain Over Jiangnan Beyond the Pass29k WordsCompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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My favorite book, worth reading

848 在 Picking up the Glimmer of Light in the Midst of Suffering Bamboo Heart Reflects SnowMarriage & Romance17k WordsCompleted 2Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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A very sad story is coming!