A Be Text That Directly Tortures Me to Death and Makes Me Cry to Death

1 宫 Palace Wall Willow Mengwacompleted 87.6kReads9.7Score—Shelves

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The first book was really good. I cried out of breath at night. It's worth reading. I'm not happy if it's not good. The second book can be read or listened to, and the author's writing style is very good. The third book is also pretty good.

4 白 The Secret of White Camellia Why Are You Crying?Modern Romance146k Wordscompleted 13Reads7.0Score—Shelves

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These books are quite sad. Anyway, they all made my saliva flow from my eyes. In the first one, I think he should be counted as he (because I think they should be together), but the author said that the rest of them are all the fantasies of the heroine, and the heroine is really pitiful.

9 如 If There Were Fairy Tales in the Forest Nanacompleted 31kReads9.7Score—Shelves

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The first three books are high-end novels, but they have a lot of words, between 100,000 and 300,000 words, but they are really tear-jerking. The last three books are the kind of bloody abuse novels, with less length. In the early stage, the male protagonist tortures himself to death, and then regrets it. I feel that "The Ending of Acacia" is the most cruel among the bloody novels

14 白 After Bai Yueguang Died, the Crazy Criticizing Emperor Followed Him Ling YaoyaoAncient Romance1.1M Wordscompleted 15Reads—Score—Shelves

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One person really paid wrongly, one person had a broken heart, one person couldn't sleep all night, one person was confused, one person died on a snowy night, one person lived in confusion, one person was separated from yin and yang, and one person cried all his tears.

15 他 He Is in Yunnan Jing Xingcompleted 40.3kReads9.7Score—Shelves

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These few books really made me cry to death. I read the last one in the middle of the night. After reading it, I was so tortured that I couldn't sleep. It was a short story with a high score.

17 * ** completed —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Just take it easy and browse slowly.

23 南 The South Wind Passes By, You and I Are Both Guests Bean SproutsModern Romance2.5M Wordscompleted 1.4kReads8.7Score608Shelves

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You must be optimistic about it ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ

24 三 Three Lives and Three Worlds Lotus Branch (All 3 Volumes) Witch CatAncient Romance658k Wordscompleted 319Reads9.2Score100Shelves

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[Sending Hearts] ["Lianjiang He is Lian Jiang, the priest of southern Xinjiang. His bones are tempered by red lotus karma fire and his soul is dipped in crimson cinnabar. When they first saw Chang'an covered with heavy snow, he leaned over to pick up her sword and crushed all her nobility into humbleness - knowing that she was a heart-piercing blade wrapped in honey, he was still willing to be the most pious sacrifice in her revenge chess game. When he gouged out his eyes to protect her, when demonic patterns crawled all over his trembling back like thorns, the words "Fifteen, why don't you believe me" mixed with blood and tears fell into the river of forgetfulness, splashing the thousands of years of love engraved on the Sansheng Stone. She crawled out of the coffin on the white bones. She was Yan Zhinong who was reborn from the ashes, and she was also Fifteen who became obsessed with evil. In the burning smell of the human skin fan, she stabbed the sword through his heart with her own hands, but she didn't know that he had already tied his lifeline to the red rope around her wrist. The most painful thing was not the heart-cutting torture, but the words "I and you will never meet each other" when she turned around. The chains at the bottom of the Forgotten River penetrated the Pipa bones, nothing compared to the despair in the chest that was shattered inch by inch. The web woven by fate traps Chi'er: Mu Se gave birth to a heart for her but fell into darkness forever, Xiao Lianchu turned into starlight in the cracks of reincarnation, and a handful of lovesickness burned into ashes on an autumn night. When the red plum blossoms and snow stained the Forgotten River, she finally stepped through the void and reversed time and space, but the reborn Shi Fifteen was no longer the girl Lian Jiang had sacrificed her life for. The phrase "Meet the Priest" was as light as a sigh, falling in the empty Changsheng Building, leaving only half of the young man's murmur hidden behind the plum branches - "My head is covered with snow, can I count it as a white head?" The sharpest knife in the world turned out to be the perfection of love to the extreme.

25 零 Return to Dust The Writer Has No Pen NameMystery668k Wordscompleted 30Reads7.5Score—Shelves

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What is the ultimate be? Is it an inescapable fate; or is the rekindled hope extinguished again? Did I finally forgive you, but you died in front of me; or am I willing to sacrifice everything for the people I care about and sink in eternity? Are those who love each other unable to say goodbye even before death; or are they willing to follow in your footsteps and spend a thousand years of silence together? [Almost crying]