Looking for High-Level Articles, Such as Jingluo, Past Events in Xicheng, Etc.
Views
22.3M
Books
165
Recommendations
848
Updated
7h ago
I want to read a book similar to "There is No More Beauty in Jingluo". I'm looking for a high-ranking novel with a big difference in identity. The male protagonist is from Beijing or somewhere else, and the female protagonist is a student. For example, You Are Still a Light in the Long Night, Jingyuan, There is Snow in the North City, etc. I really want to read it.
Title: "The Shadow of the Butterfly Returns to Dust"|I am Xiao Qihao. The only person I have ever loved in my life hates me until my death. They say I am the most hateful person in this book. I admit it. I, Xiao Qihao, have done too many unforgivable things in my life - I destroyed my eldest brother's family business, took away his wife, and imprisoned her in another courtyard while she was pregnant. I said I loved her, but my hands were hurting her. I know you are all scolding me. But I still want to tell you my story. I hate Zhang Zhiming. I have hated him since I was sensible. Zhang Zhiming is also the son of the Zhang family. He is the eldest son. He was held in the palm of his mother's hand since he was a child. He studied the books of sages and engaged in serious business. He was respected as "young master" wherever he went. And what about me? I am the illegitimate son of an outsider, and I don't even deserve the surname "Zhang". My mother's surname is Xiao. I grew up living under the influence of others and being criticized by others. It's not that I don't have the ability. I am both civilized and martial, in terms of scheming, means, and brains, how can I not compare to him, Zhang Zhiming? But just because I am an illegitimate child, I will always be inferior to him. He was nice to me - do you know how hateful that kind of kindness is? He gave me business as a gift. He was polite to me out of mercy. I would rather he hate me than act like a brother and be nice to me. I thought the person I hated the most in my life was Zhang Zhiming. Until I met her. The first time I met Lin Die'er, I went crazy. She is my eldest brother's wife. A daughter of a famous family, with picturesque features and proud appearance. When I first saw her in Zhang's Mansion, she was sitting by the pond in a daze. She didn't know how good-looking she was - there was a kind of innocence in her brows and eyes, and there was also a stubbornness that refused to bow down after being hurt. I knew at that moment that I wanted her. It's not that I want to, it's that I have to. It's the kind of necessity that if you don't get it, your life will be meaningless. I began to secretly spy on everything about her. When she goes to the rouge shop, when she comes back, when she sits alone by the pond in a daze - I know everything. I am like a mouse hiding in the dark, greedily collecting every frame of her. The more I watched, the more jealous I became. Zhang Zhiming why? Why should he have her? Isn't he destined to be well? He could have her openly, he could stand by her side, he could comfort her when she was angry, he could hold her in his arms when she cried. And what about me? I would avoid even looking at her from a distance. And I can clearly see that she doesn't love him. She made sarcastic remarks to him, made trouble with him at every turn, and even forced him to take a concubine. If she really loved him, how could she push him into the arms of another woman? So I thought, since she doesn't love him, why can't she be replaced by me? Once this idea takes root, it can never be uprooted. I swear, I must snatch her away from Zhang Zhiming. No matter what means are used, no matter how long it takes. At that time, I will love her in every possible way and let her know what is truly cherished. She will definitely fall in love with me. I used the most despicable means to get her, but I could never win her heart. I bribed Zhang Zhiming's partners and ruined his business. The Zhang family collapsed and Zhang's mother was desperate. I bought her with only a sum of money. She was imprisoned by me in another courtyard. I told myself that it didn't matter, as long as she was by my side, and she didn't love Zhang Zhiming anyway. But I was wrong. The night I forced her, she gritted her teeth and didn't cry. She opened her eyes on the bed and stared at the ceiling without falling a single tear. I suddenly panicked - I would rather she cry, I would rather she make a fuss, I would rather she lose her temper with me like she did with Zhang Zhiming. But she didn't. She just looked at me with that empty, dead look in her eyes. That was the first time I felt scared. Later, she became pregnant. I thought the child was mine. I thought that after having the child, she would accept her fate and slowly accept me. I devoted everything I had to being kind to her, making the other house exquisite and warm, collecting her favorite snacks and jewelry, and staying by her side every day. I even began to think that when the child was born, I would ask her to forgive her and let us live a good life as a family of three. She really wasn't resisting anymore. She became docile and allowed me to hold her and kiss her. Sometimes I even think she is about to fall in love with me. But what I didn't know was that the reason why she stopped resisting was just to keep the child in her belly. The child she wanted to protect at all costs. Sleeping until midnight, she called another man's name in my arms, "Zhiming..." Those two words were so soft, as soft as whispering in sleep. But I heard it. She was in my arms, sleeping on my bed, with my child in her belly - but she was dreaming about another man. It's not hate, it's not resentment, it's the kind of dependence that is engraved in her bones that even she herself refuses to admit. My whole body froze there, as if someone had stabbed me. It turned out that she had never forgotten him. It turns out that all I did was give her a sigh in her dream. That man didn't even have to be there to make me lose my shit. I stared at her sleeping face and suddenly felt that all my paranoia and possessiveness were like a joke. I leaned down, put my lips against her ear, and said: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who you call in your dream. You can only lie next to me in this life." But only I knew that my heart was bleeding. Later I became addicted to opium and tried to numb myself with opium. I was sent to quit smoking by my mother, and during my absence, my mother sold her to Yihongyuan. When I came back, she was gone. I searched for her like crazy and searched the whole city, but I couldn't find even a scrap of her clothes. For the rest of my life, I was stuck in the obsession of finding her, living in a muddle. I could only hold the child I thought was Ping'er's child in the palm of my hand, name him Yi'an, and do my best to be good to him. I didn't know until my death that Yi An was her and Zhang Zhiming's biological flesh and blood. And the silver necklace she left for Yi'an was hidden in the swaddling clothes, and I had never found it. After hearing the news of her death, I locked myself in my room for three whole days. I searched for, waited for, and obsessed over for several years. I even began to imagine that when I found her, I would kneel in front of her and beg her for forgiveness. I don't expect her to love me, as long as she allows me to stay with her, even if I just look at her from a distance. But what I was waiting for was the news of her death. The woman I loved to the core and couldn't get enough of, the woman who ruined half my life and was ruined by me, is gone forever. She died on the battlefield, taking a bullet for another man. She used her own life to repay that man's kindness. But what about me? I don't even have the qualifications to be hated by her. I held the golden butterfly hairpin she had left behind in another courtyard. It was one of the two things she had with her when she was taken away. I sat there holding it for three days and three nights, thinking of what she once said to me. She said, "I'm just your trophy." No. No. Die'er, I love you because you are who you are. It's not Zhang Zhiming's wife, it's not someone's accessory, it's not some trophy. It's just Lin Die'er, just Lin Die'er. But I will never have the chance to tell you this. I have hated Zhang Zhiming all my life. But in the final analysis, what I hate is not him, but myself who can never compare to him. I'm jealous of his reputation, his family fortune, and his uprightness - but what I'm most jealous of is that he has you. I love Lin Dieer all my life. But my love is twisted, paranoid, and destructive. I love you, so I destroy you. I used the most despicable means to get your person, but I will never get your heart. This is the punishment given to me by fate. I admit it. Later I quit smoking and devoted all my thoughts to the war of resistance. The money I saved and the contacts I made over the years were all turned into supplies shipped to the front line. I taught Yi'an how to read and write, taught him to be patriotic and good, and spent his whole life making up for the sins he committed back then. But I know that these are far from enough. What I owe her will never end in this lifetime. If... If people really have a next life. I won't do this again. I will stand in front of you cleanly and tell you in an upright way - Lin Die'er, my name is Xiao Qihao. I am not an illegitimate child, no one's shadow, and no one's substitute. I'm just a person who wants to love you well. Even if you still choose the man with a square face and thick eyebrows. Even if you never look at me again. As long as you are happy, that's enough. Written at the end: Why should you read this book? This is my story and her story. It is also the appearance of all living beings in that troubled world who cannot help themselves. If you want to know why a villain becomes a villain, if you want to know how twisted a person can be for love, if you want to know what happens when paranoia, jealousy and affection are intertwined - calm down and read slowly. This book will tell you the answer. "Butterfly's Shadow Returns to Dust" The wind and moon in the world cannot wait for us to stay together forever. The butterfly's shadow returns to dust, and there is no time to wait for its return.
This this! Overseas! ! The heroine is a beauty in cheongsam and boss Jade! The male protagonist is a gangster! The love between the two is very beautiful! The heroine is sober and has no love brain! The male protagonist also respects the female protagonist very much! ! ! But it's very scary when the male protagonist is jealous! ! ! Very possessive!
The son of the male protagonist, became indifferent after being trashed by the female protagonist (with hidden secrets). He already has a fiancée, meets the heroine again, and only wants revenge, then marries another woman, chases his wife to the crematorium, and regrets it.
These articles written by senior officials within the system are very rich and exciting! ! ❣️The first book: Bi-directional physical liking but unaware of it. When he was in a high-power position, aloof and calm, Secretary Zhou began to lose control and used his scheming and tactics to chase his wife! ! It seems careless, but in fact, it takes every step to ensure a good look! ! Kochi, sapiosexual! ❣️The second book: The forced love of the boss in the system! ! I am forced to love you until I am forced to love you, from being afraid to avoid you to being all eyes on you! From underground love to having twins, forced love + office romance + daily life of raising a baby, the whole process is high-energy and extremely sweet! ❣️The third book: The boss in the office, who is usually gentle and elegant, is finally overcome by the look in the eyes of a new beautiful female subordinate (the heroine looks at dogs affectionately) and breaks her guard! The male protagonist thinks that the female protagonist is flirting with him, and the female protagonist thinks that the male protagonist is directing his work. The ultimate pull of cognitive misalignment! Every time the female protagonist makes a serious report, the male protagonist's inner OS says: She is having another discharge! I need to hold on! The result is unstable every time.
The male protagonist was born into a wealthy family, then gave up politics and went into business, and fell in love with his fiancee's niece at first sight. The female protagonist is so obedient and soft-spoken. The male protagonist plans to catch the rabbit step by step. The female protagonist is weak first and then becomes strong. The male protagonist is a guiding lover. He recommends her and is really super doting.
It is a high-level cadre novel. The male protagonist has a high-level cadre background. He is cold and reserved on the outside but cruel on the inside. He bumped into someone and was rejected by Princeton. He went to the same school as the female protagonist. There is ambiguity on campus in the early stage, but in the later stage the male protagonist abandons the female protagonist due to interests, and pursues his wife after gaining power. [Cool]
Within the system, there is workplace gaming. Love rationally. Sapiosexuality. Female autonomy and family wisdom. Official ecology and rural revitalization.
Coming from Beijing circles but loving the grassroots, Zhou Weiqing is only gentle to Jiang Nanxing. The sweet pet within the system, both strengths go hand in hand!
The rich and powerful and the owner of the milk tea shop are sweet and sad, bitter and sweet, love and hate are intertwined, and lust is entangled. When the truth comes to light, where should she go...
Browse here and there, Long Universe, and Wu Xiaowu's books are all very good. I read them over and over again, but couldn't find any good new ones, so I read the novels of these authors over and over again.
Shen Dong, Cai Qingquan, and Yu Tianze, from the beginning when they were young and ignorant, to the tacit cooperation and fighting side by side, grew up together in adventures and challenges, from teenagers to strong men who can stand alone. This kind of "growing together" plot is passionate and healing!
From "We are not suitable" to "I can't do anything with you", the ambiguous tug and pull on the streets of Paris is a true record of the fall of the abstinent gangster~