“I Offer Incense to the Gods, Hoping They’ll Soothe the Heartache in My Heart”: The Ultimate Tragic Romance

251 我 I Became the Global Hell Game Manager Ancient FerryMystery1.2M WordsOngoing 1.3kReads5.8Score177Shelves

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Really sweet.

253 观 Watching Tomb Raider Notes Lobster Yi116k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads6.2Score102Shelves

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It's really sad, except for the second one which is not a tomb robbing note, the rest are all. And some of them have really high ratings

262 四 Traveling Through the Qin Dynasty Four Times: Who Gave Birth to Fusu? Why Rely on Me? Big Wine CupAncient Romance155k WordsCompleted 14.5kReads9.4Score2.6kShelves

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This, the text is 1 "Don't leave..." "Don't leave..." "Sister..." Rong Zhi could no longer open her eyes. But she could still feel the boy's hot tears falling on her weakly beating pulse on the side of her neck. The low mournful cry is like a lost orphan bird. Tears slowly flowed from her closed eyelashes. She wanted to comfort him, to hold him. But she can no longer see the moon of 251 BC. 2 Rong Zhi's eyes were empty. She seemed to have seen it, but she seemed not to. The north wind whines like a mournful cry. There were soldiers shouting in the distance. "It's snowing heavily!" Thick goose feather snow was floating in the air, pouring down. It's like snowflakes that have been accumulated for decades will fall overnight. The ground was soon covered with a layer of white. Snowflakes fell on the big tent, making a rustling sound. Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at the silent Rong Zhi silently. I remember the saying "You can't violate destiny." Is that really the case? Is it really true that even a snowfall is so harsh? Ying Zheng raised his hand to tuck Rong Zhi's plush cloak, and then leaned over to put on her thick leather boots. He gently picked her up and walked out of the tent. The sky and the earth were covered with silver and snow, like a great funeral. Ying Zheng held Rong Zhi in his arms and stood quietly in the snow. Snow fell on his head and shoulders, accumulating a layer of white. Rong Zhi nestled in his arms. The little face with a slight smile was sunk in the plush cloak, as if he was having a sweet dream. The snow slowly soaked into Ying Zheng's clothes, freezing him to the bone. But he only looked down at Rong Zhi. Their long hair was intertwined and stained with snowflakes and hoarfrost. Ying Zheng lowered his head, burying it in the crook of her neck as he had done every time before. He gently pressed his hand against Rong Zhi's cold cheek. Whisper softly. "Azhi, it's snowing." "Our hair has turned white too." 3 Later. He hoped countless times to see A Zhi again. Maybe A Zhi had a grudge against him, so she never wanted to come to his dream. I don't know if she is in good health. He didn't take good care of her... Did A Zhi feel better after returning home? It's a pity that no matter how much expectations you have, you can only be disappointed in the end. After the disappointment, he comforted himself almost with self-deprecation, it would be better not to see him. If A Zhi saw his full head of white hair, I wonder if she would laugh at him. His A Zhi is always so young. As agile as a newborn deer in the forest, it shines brightly in his memory. But he is getting older. It doesn't matter if you don't see it, it doesn't matter if you don't see it. It's just the strands of longing in my heart that have grown into an airtight cocoon over the years. Can't break free. He often thought of her and then forgot about her. The next moment I remembered it. His heart seemed to have become a toy in the hands of a child, so uncontrollable that it was terrifying. But he would rather be afraid than forget. His A Zhi is a little fairy who knows everything. About Da Qin, about him. Even about the future. But he didn't know anything. He didn't know what his A Zhi was thinking. I don't know what is hidden behind so many attempts to speak and stop. I don't know when she will come or when she will leave. All we can do is wait in vain. He didn't even know why Jiujiu was called Jiujiu, or why she smiled so heartily. He scolded Fang Qiu and dominated the world. In front of A Zhi, it is still as useless as a barren soil that cannot grow flowers. In this life, he lives up to the world. Only negative Qing. A Zhi forgot everything. She doesn't remember that he is her husband, she doesn't remember Mengmeng Mountain, she doesn't remember their Fusu. Maybe this is destiny's punishment. Punish him for breaking his oath. Punish him for overestimating his abilities. Punish him for daring to expect to keep the little immortal. No matter how high the emperor is, he is also a fool who wants nothing. Love is too luxurious for him. In his life, he could only love shallowly and affectionately. But. He refused. Love can cross mountains and seas of nothingness. Thousands of years pass by, just waiting for the light of day to break. After all, he is the winner.

265 我 I Light Incense to Worship the Gods; It's Hard to Calm Down What I Feel in My Heart Yuyun Who Loves to Eat Pork Knuckles and Braised PotatoesAncient Romance10k WordsCompleted 24Reads9.0Score—Shelves

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You are talking about the first one. Needless to say the authority of 234 books. The last one is also quite good. You can read it if you are short of books.

277 梧 Wutong Lane Song Che Doesn't Eat FishModern Romance174k WordsCompleted 35.3kReads9.6Score7.8kShelves

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Beceiling

279 在 Meet You at the End of the World Jing XingModern Romance140k WordsCompleted 746Reads9.2Score100Shelves

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It looks good, I love to watch it and watch it more [Admiration] This is so cool!

280 从 Building Merit from the Nine Gates Open the Coffin, Raise the CorpseMystery459k WordsCompleted 3.8kReads8.8Score387Shelves

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They all look good! There are a few little abuse books!

289 顶 The Top-Tier Boy Band Runs on Chaos, with a New Crisis Every Day Eat a Billion LessUrban890k WordsOngoing 13.3kReads9.5Score1.5kShelves

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Written by the same author, 3 is a fan of 2 (should be considered a fan). Xiao Tao and Er Zhui looked at each other without making a sound.

290 仲 Falling Nanzhi at Mid-Season Phylica139k WordsCompleted 152Reads9.4Score—Shelves

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I feel quite cruel.

291 阴 Gloomy, Thousands of People Suspected That They Were Being Read. ChaiAncient Romance406k WordsCompleted 1.4kReads8.8Score134Shelves

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1 And 4 are really good to cry about. 3. You may think that the title is a romance, but in fact it is not. I think it's pretty good-looking, and anyone with a bit of two-dimensionality can check it out. 2 Directly breaks out from the novel. It's really beautiful, I can't help but feel sad

292 绿 The Wild Little Tea-Green Psycho Can't Keep It Up Anymore Lemon and Cola243k WordsCompleted 4.8kReads9.3Score387Shelves

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The first book, Liang Anping, is not safe. The second and fifth books are written by the same author and both are quite sad. The ending is he (probably? I can't remember clearly). The third book, Little Fish, Little Fish, swim fast, and there is freedom in all directions. In the next life, Yu An and Dr. Wen will grow old together and live a long life. The 6th book, Shousheng, did not save Lu Jianxun, and Lu Jianxun became his eternal white moonlight. The 7th book, Jiang Xu was killed by his brother Heixiazi himself. The 8th book, "I am just a walnut seller, how could I catch the eyes of Mr. Li Qi". The 9th and 10th books are by the same author, my little moon. Book 11 "My name is Wu Xing, and I have a good luck with Tianwu." "My name is Wu Xing, and I have a good luck with Tianwu."