It's really good to cry😭, I cried so much that the fourth book didn't give me a low rating, it's really good to cry, the second book is sweet at first and then sadistic
It's really cruel. I don't allow anyone to miss it. Later I read a lot of books. Jiang Ren is not as good at studying as Shen Juan. There is no Duan Jiaxu who can flirt. There is no Chen Jinshengye. There is no Xie Suihui boxing and racing. But except for him, there is no other person who can be so amazing to me. What is the love of plummeting love? I only love the paper man pi. The endless love. He wants roses rather than his life. He is 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓳𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓰. Youth has no deadline, and teenagers always rock and live.
These are the ones you recommended, I read them all, and the ones that made me cry include: The Ten Years of Favorite You and the first one. The rest, I don't think they are too tiring, and then they are not too sad either, and some of the endings are quite sloppy.
It was so miserable, and I saw thousands of years of regret and remorse. If we hadn't gotten on the car that led to the other side, would our future have been beautiful and happy [crying]
He said: Can you die if you have a crush on someone else? You need to feel sorry for him, but you also need to see him struggling on the edge of being broken. You want to drag him to see the sun, and then poke him in the back. In this book, although the heroine is love-minded, her goals are very sober. Even if the male protagonist likes the female protagonist, but considering all aspects, he will not be with the female protagonist. Everyone decides to give up everything and fall in love once, but everyone cannot love each other...
How long will a single middle-aged woman and a newcomer to the workplace be able to create sparks under the influence of hormones? Can they withstand the return of first love and a brief separation...
A masterpiece worthy of 9.9 Points! ! It's over, it's over, I'm completely captivated by this book! The plot is compact and not procrastinating, and the relationships between the characters are intricate. I was so nervous throughout the whole movie that I couldn't sleep at all. It was so good!
Attracted by Little Red Book, the second male lead redeems the novel, and the male protagonist's first-person narrative is read: My name is Shen Zangwen. Everyone has something they pursue persistently. Some people pursue freedom throughout their lives, while some pursue fame and wealth throughout their lives. However, Jiang Yun seems to have no obsession. I feel that sometimes she is very unreliable, and sometimes I feel that she is easily satisfied. I'm afraid... That I won't be able to catch her, and I'm also afraid that... I won't be able to keep her. The first time I met her was in my pub. That day was a Friday, and as usual, it was bustling with people and the smell of tobacco and alcohol was in the air. I was bartending at the bar, listening to their stories from all over the world. As time goes by, it becomes true and false. Some people complained about being too tired from work, some were immersed in getting drunk, and some were flirting with each other. Singing on the stage: "From now on, we don't owe each other anything..." A casual glance and his eyes were fixed. There was a woman sitting in the booth under the dim light in the corner. She has an oval face and a distant mountain daisy, but what attracts me most is the looming tear mole under the dim light. She just sat there quietly, out of tune with her surroundings. I didn't order any wine, just a pot of grapefruit tea. Someone approached me to strike up a conversation, but received only three words: "Inconvenient." I didn't step forward, just watching. She was very quiet, her eyes focused on the stage, and it wasn't until early in the morning that she got up and left after walking more than half of the store. The community where I live has two households per staircase. The house next door to mine was sold half a year ago, but I have never met the owner of the house, but I have met their aunt. After that Friday night, I kept an eye on her, wondering when she would come again. One day, two days, a week... Forget it, I thought, just a passing moment. But, another Friday, she came. Still sitting in that corner, there was no wine on the table, just a pot of grapefruit tea. I don't know why, but I'm very happy when she comes. But she still didn't talk to anyone or ask for songs. Until that time I opened the door, and the door next door also opened. It's her, the woman who always sits in the corner. I stepped forward and spoke out about our first conversation. "Hello, my name is Shen Zangwen." "Hello, Jiang Yun." Jiang Yun is a writer who is really a homebody. She lives next door to me but I barely see her except on Fridays. Later, I asked her: "What kind of story can you write if you sit here for so long and watch people coming and going in the store?" She said: "Write about other people's lives and write about your own utopia." Utopia... I asked: "Then is there love in your utopia?" "A story without love has no audience." She answered. I asked again: "So, in the love you write about, is it more about love at first sight or love over time?" "The trivial life after love at first sight, and the ups and downs after love over time." She replied. Ha, quite artistic, I think. Then I asked the question in my heart: "Which one of these two do you think is more real?" That was the first time I saw her distracted. After a long time, she said: "It's love at first sight. There are always a lot of considerations when it comes to falling in love over time." But Jiang Yun, I fell in love at first sight for you, but I want you to fall in love with me... Over time. The first time I saw her cry was in that alley. I watched her squatting under the big locust tree, her tears streaking across the mole and falling into the cracks of the bricks. She said: "I have gambled. I lost all my gambling money after five years of first love. So, Boss Shen, don't invite me to the gambling table again." Jiang Yun, are the tears you shed in front of me because of another man? Later, that night on the balcony, she said: "Shen Zangwen, you are very good at lying to women's tears." I was stunned: "Me? To lie to women's tears? Jiang Yun, if you really mean to lie, I just lied to you and said I would wait. In fact, I can't wait for you." After that, she returned to Beijing, and there was no news from her. I am scared to death that she will go back to Beijing to see her ex, and that she will never come back. I was very drunk and muttered: "Jiang Yun, you heartless little ice cube..." Just then, the phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar Beijing number. "Hello?" "It's me, Jiang Yun." Jiang Yun, I won't let you go this time. I tied the diamond knot around her wrist. It was ridiculous, but I thought it might really tie her up. I asked her, "Jiang Yun, is there anything you don't want to do for others and only want to do for yourself?" She said, "Yes, I want to go to my utopia. My words arrived in Tibet before me. I want to see the Tibet that I wrote about." Well, Jiang Yun, I will take you there this time. With a new start, I will go back to the path I once took to make a living.
I think it's very good, there's nothing wrong with my views, it's over. I hope the author will write more extras. The main story is about the heroine traveling to the world of her brothers and looking for him...
After being blinded by my sister, I became a blind girl. But who can believe that I can actually marry into a wealthy family! However, everything seemed so weird on the wedding day... 1. My sister scratched my eyes, but she said to me with a smile: "Sister, I didn't mean to do it! Your eyes are so beautiful!" Although I couldn't see her expression, I could hear the weird giggle coming from her mouth. It was obvious that she was showing off her achievements. "Sister, can you..." She put her mouth to my ear: "Can you be like Amao and stay with me forever!" Amao was a puppy I raised, but she covered it to death with a sheet. She also soaked its body in a transparent glass jar filled with alcohol. And she has done more than one cruel thing like this. So my house is filled with clear glass jars filled with various animal carcasses. This is my sister, the only child of my father and stepmother. …………