Tragic Endings That Leave You Shaking from Crying, Especially Ones That Hit Hard Afterward

259 第 The Boy Who Had His First Heartbeat Gu Yuewei40k WordsCompleted 1Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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A true diary of a youth in the 1990s who missed an unforgettable first love due to shyness, lack of bravery, and the constraints of his native family. It was sweet at first and then cruel, which is hard to reconcile.

260 恰 Just Like Your Sadness Yu Deng SuModern Romance55k WordsCompleted 8Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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Everyone I love has become a tomb [crying][crying][crying]

261 路 Love Halfway Through Roaming the Mortal WorldModern Romance200k WordsCompleted 540Reads9.1Score—Shelves

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The article that fits the topic is here! 🌱🌱🌱 ① Our love is like passing by halfway🍄, how deep can we love?🎍 That's why people are not optimistic about the love between the heroine and the hero. 🍄I feel that if the heroine is not good, she will definitely lose🌷 Only the hero has always been firm🐚 with the heroine, 🌹When others say something about the heroine, he will immediately defend her🌱 ②When Shen Yu was at her most miserable, 🐚 she met the male protagonist, 💫 it was he who brought her warmth ✨ and it was also the male protagonist who gave herself the most fatal wound 🐚

269 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 208Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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"Old Dream 1913" is an open BE, leaving plenty of room for imagination. Fu Lanjun left for England and lived with memories and regrets for the rest of his life; Gu Lingyu traveled around to join the revolution, but eventually disappeared, her life and death a mystery. The two have never seen each other in their entire lives. There is no direct impact of life and death, only a lifetime of longing and regret. The supporting characters also have their own destinations, some die in battle, some stay with each other, and there is a mixture of sorrow and joy. "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust" is a closed BE for all members, and the ending is completely unreversed. Lin Die'er died on the spot and her life came to an abrupt end; Zhang Zhiming's green hair turned white and stayed alone for the rest of his life; Yang Yanchen protected her until the end and passed away with regret; Xiao Qihao died with endless guilt. Everyone is suffering, no one can escape, death becomes the final end of the story, and the pain is straightforward and harsh.

270 山 Mountain Breeze Dancing Elm Yingcan HanranModern Romance7k WordsCompleted 1Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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271 穿 After Entering the Plot, Where Should I Go? Ordinary People Npc6k WordsCompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Fantasy and sadistic writing.

278 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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Title: I am Xiao Qihao. Everyone in the world says that I ruined Lin Dieer, but who knows - what I ruined was myself. I am Xiao Qihao. In the story you read, I was the heinous villain, the villain who pushed her into the abyss, and the lunatic who imprisoned her in another courtyard using despicable means and asked her to give birth to my child. Yes, I recognize all of this. But today, I want to take you to look at this story again with my eyes. Look at how that woman named Lin Die'er destroyed a man's life - no, how she made him destroy himself with his own hands. I hate Zhang Zhiming, starting from the moment I was born. He is the eldest son of the Zhang family, and he has everything when he is born. Fame, family fortune, respect from everyone. And what about me? I am the illegitimate son left behind by my father outside. I take my mother's surname of Xiao, and I am not even qualified to call him "Brother". It's okay, I'm used to it. I can tolerate being dependent on others and looking at people's faces. Until I met her. I will always remember the first time I saw Lin Die'er. She was standing in the courtyard of Zhang's Mansion, with a pond full of koi carp behind her. She was wearing a light green skirt with a silver butterfly hairpin in her hair. She looked like she had stepped out of a painting. No, he's even prettier than the person in the painting. She glanced at me. Just a light glance, polite and distant. Then she turned around and walked towards Zhang Zhiming. At that moment, something in my heart broke. Why? How come Zhang Zhiming, who was born with everything, could even have such a woman? And I am not even qualified to let her take another look. I began to be crazy jealous, and also began to fall crazy. I began to deliberately extend my stay in Zhang Mansion. I know her daily routine, knowing when she goes to the rouge shop in the morning, when she returns home in the evening, and when she turns off the lights at night. I hid behind the rockery and watched her sitting alone by the pond in a daze. She crumbled the white-flour steamed buns and threw handfuls of them toward the koi in the pond. There was no smile in her eyes, only bottomless loneliness. She is unhappy. Zhang Zhiming, don't you love her? Don't you regard her as a treasure in your palm? But you make her unhappy. That idea took root at that time - since you don't cherish it, then do it for me. I know you will call me despicable and shameless. But I want to ask - if a person has nothing since birth, how should he fight for what he wants? My methods are really bad. I colluded with Zhang's mother, plotted against Zhang Zhiming, and ruined his business. I took advantage of her danger and tricked her into my other courtyard. That night, I said to her who was struggling desperately and with tears on her face: "Your mother-in-law has betrothed you to me a long time ago. From now on, you are mine." I admit that at that moment, I felt a twisted sense of joy in my heart. I finally beat Zhang Zhiming once. I finally took something from him, something he valued most. But that kind of pleasure lasted less than one night. Because every tear she shed pierced my heart like a knife. I thought that getting her was enough. I thought that as long as she was by my side, one day she would accept me. I started to learn to be nice to her. I made the other courtyard exquisite and warm, and collected her favorite snacks and treasures. I put aside all my negative thoughts and learned to be gentle and accommodating. But the way she looked at me was still without any warmth. Late at night, she curled up in my arms and fell asleep, mumbling a name indistinctly. I held my breath and listened carefully - "Zhiming..." Those two words were like a knife, piercing straight into my heart. In her dream, she was calling another man's name. Not hate, not resentment. It was a dependence that even she herself was unaware of. It was something she would never admit to in her waking life. I knew at that moment that I would never be able to win her heart in my life. But I still refuse to let go. I became addicted to smoking and wanted to use it to numb myself. I became decadent, crazy, and unreasonable. I guarded her every day, and was pushed away by her every day. The moment she gave birth to her baby, I was ecstatic. I thought it was my flesh and blood, the only bond between me and her. Did you see it? I will believe until my death that Yi An is my son. I never discovered that there was a silver necklace hidden in the swaddling clothes - it was the token she left to her child, the only blood link between him and Zhang Zhiming. The day she was secretly sold to Yihongyuan by my mother, I was quitting smoking. When I came out, there was no news from her. I searched frantically everywhere, traveling through the streets and alleys, but there was still no news about her. I have been searching for several years, waiting for several years, and obsessing over it for several years. The last thing that awaited was the news of her death. She blocked the gun for someone and died in the arms of another man. That man is not me, nor is he Zhang Zhiming. I didn't even see him for the last time. I didn't even get a chance to say "I'm sorry." I hugged the golden butterfly hairpin she left in another courtyard and locked myself in the room. I didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights. I remembered what she once said to me. When I lost control that night, she looked at me and said coldly: "I'm just your trophy." No. Die'er, no. I love you. Because you are you, not a trophy. But I never had the chance to tell her this. Even if I tell her, she won't believe it. You all know what happened next. I poured all my guilt and longing for Die'er into Yi'an. I devoted everything I had to being kind to him, teaching him how to read and write, and to remember the righteousness of my family and country. I made Ping'er my wife and gave birth to a pair of children. But when it comes to Yi'an, I am partial. It's so biased that everyone can see it. Because I owe his mother, and I will never be able to pay it back in this lifetime. And what I owe Zhang Zhiming - the man I have hated my whole life - I repaid in another way. When the national crisis hit, I turned all the scheming and methods I had used on him, as well as the connections and financial resources I had managed in the dark, into a force to support the front line. I can point the blade at my brother, but I will never point it at my own country. This is my bottom line. It is also my final salvation. In my life, I have loved someone I shouldn't love and hated someone I shouldn't hate. I destroyed her and myself. But I have never regretted meeting her. If there is a next life - I hope not to meet her again. It's not because I don't love her anymore, it's because I hope that she won't have to suffer the same pain in this life again in the next. If possible, I hope she and Zhang Zhiming can be together well in the next life. This is my story. Confessions of a Villain, Confessions of a Madman If you only see Zhang Zhiming's affection and Yang Yanchen's protection in this book, then I ask you to also take a look at Xiao Qihao. Take a look at this man who loves in the most despicable way, destroys with the deepest obsession, and spends his life to redeem. He is not a good person. But he loves Lin Die'er, it's true. "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust" is not a story about forgiveness. This is a story about obsession. It's about a man who spends his whole life repaying the sins he committed. It's about a woman who spends her whole life missing the person she should love the most. If you prefer deep feelings and extreme regrets, you might as well read it slowly and carefully. This book is enough to reach the peak of sadomasochism in the Republic of China. Although the flowers bloom again, love is destined to never be reunited. The butterfly shadow returns to dust, and there is no time to wait for its return. ——Xiao Qihao [almost crying] [almost crying] [almost crying] [almost crying]

283 送 Give You a Little Red Flower Yu Deng Su13k WordsCompleted 3Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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I cried to death after watching the ending, and couldn't let go for a long time... One day, when your beard has faded, when my hair is sparse, when all the love has fallen, we will wait until we meet again, and we can finally be together across the world. [Grass has been planted][almost crying]

284 绪 Xu Xuanjin Yun PuAncient Romance73k WordsOngoing 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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The male protagonist is a snake king, and the female protagonist travels back in time, takes the male protagonist's balls, and abuses the male protagonist with the second male protagonist. It's a very fantasy romance that I really love. The author's conception is logical and the writing is very good. The plot is not sloppy and the heroine is what I want to see. She is neither weak nor stupid, but very positive.

285 浪 The Waves Trust the Whiteness of the Clouds Qinghe QingheModern Romance333k WordsOngoing 146Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Lust and coldness are mutually exclusive. She hates the sea and loves the sky. She doesn't know that she is on the verge of death, and he doesn't know that she is involved in the situation. Reunion after breaking the mirror, returning to 16 years old. A border guard and a transnational doctor from the East can only talk about the most heart-wrenching love in their dreams.

286 锦 Jinxinglu Xun BaiUrban351k WordsCompleted 21Reads—Score—Shelves

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What the author writes is very realistic

287 难 Hard to Embrace Orange Sea Salt 1179k WordsCompleted 4Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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288 花 Flower Age Love to Eat CauliflowerzModern Romance68k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The male protagonist is a young marshal, and the female protagonist is a handsome adopted daughter. In the end, the female protagonist commits suicide, and the male protagonist goes crazy. The second female protagonist is forcibly imprisoned, and commits suicide after finding out she is pregnant. The second male protagonist is the number one anti-Japanese element, and her head is chopped off by a traitor who surrendered to the enemy with the dullest knife.