Some brothers have it, that package is this one, the pace is slow, the plot is soothing, I once fell asleep while watching this, which caused me to watch this later when I couldn't sleep at night ₍˄·͈༝·*₎◞ ̑̑The package is useful, brother (.-ω-)zzz
Hello book friends, I have compiled 20 books of different types of themes for book friends, which can provide book friends with many aspects to choose the books they like to read, including fantasy imagination, contemporary imagination, urban daily life, urban imagination, urban martial arts, and suspense. Mystery, God of War's Son-in-law, Starlight, Fast Time Travel, Fine Novels, Animation Derivatives, and a series of other books. Book friends who like me can recommend it to your good friends and book friends who love reading. You can read it together! ! I will also update from time to time every day!
Hello book friends, I have compiled 20 books of different types of themes for book friends, which can provide book friends with various aspects to select the books they like to read, including fantasy imagination, contemporary imagination, urban daily life, urban imagination, urban martial arts, and suspense. Mystery, The Son-in-law of the God of War, Brilliant Stars, Fast Time Travel, Fine Novels, Animation Derivatives, and a series of other books. Book friends who like me can recommend it to your good friends and book friends who love reading. You can read it together! ! I will also update from time to time every day!
The male and female protagonists embark on an adventure in a suspenseful world, tracing the truth along the way, a mixture of sweetness and abuse, super exciting!
## The Erased Daughter >Lin Qingyue was lying on the hospital bed watching her sister's live broadcast of the wedding of the century. >The headline "Lin's daughter spent 300 million to marry into the Mu family" stung her eyes. >In the car accident three months ago, the parents only announced to the public that "the only daughter of the Lin family died unexpectedly." >Now her sister has replaced her as the only daughter, and even her fiancé has become the groom. >The ward door was suddenly pushed open, and Mu Tingchen, who was supposed to be at the wedding banquet, stood at the door smelling of alcohol. >He asked her with red eyes: "Tell me, who was the person who saved me back then?" --- The smell of cold disinfectant water was a lingering ghost in this VIP ward, stubbornly entrenched in every inch of air and penetrated deep into the nasal cavity, bringing an almost numb suffocation feeling. Lin Qingyue was lying in the middle of a plain white field. The thick plaster was like a crude seal, tightly binding her left leg and confining all her life. Only those eyes were open, empty, reflecting the dazzling light from the LCD TV screen hanging on the opposite wall. "... The wedding of the century costing 300 million yuan! Miss Lin Xueyi, the daughter of the Lin family, married Mu Tingchen, the crown prince of the Mu Group, today. Celebrities gathered at the scene, and the stars were bright..." The female anchor's voice was so sweet that it was like countless tiny needles, piercing Lin Qingyue's eardrums densely, and then penetrated into her brain to stir. On the screen, her sister Lin Xueyi—no, it's time to call her "Lin's only daughter"—is wearing a gorgeous wedding dress with a tail that is studded with diamonds and said to have been hand-sewn by ten masters for half a year. She has the right shy smile of a winner on her face. She held her father Lin Guodong's arm, and walked step by step on the long red carpet covered with top-quality rose petals, towards the man at the end of the red carpet who was wearing a custom-made black dress and standing as tall as a pine tree - Mu Tingchen. Her fiancé. No, now, he is brother-in-law. The camera gave Mu Tingchen a close-up at the right time. The lines of his side face looked cold and perfect under the spotlight. There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his lips. His eyes were deep. Across the screen, across the cold air of the ward, and three months and a carefully planned "death", what fell in Lin Qingyue's eyes was only strangeness and a kind of sharp irony. "A strong alliance!" Another financial commentator in a suit spat on another split screen, pointing excitedly at the rising K-line chart of the stock market behind him, "The market response to the marriage between Lin and Mu has been extremely enthusiastic! Both parties' stock prices have hit their daily limit since the opening. It is expected that this marriage will reshape the entire industry! Miss Lin Xueyi, the daughter of the Lin family, is undoubtedly the most dazzling heroine of this capital feast..." The daughter of the Lin family. Lin Xueyi. These words were emphasized repeatedly by the host, commentators, and the luxurious pictures scrolling on the screen, hitting Lin Qingyue's heart like a hammer. Three months ago. That "accidental" car accident happened on the winding mountain road. The out-of-control sports car rolled, broke through the guardrail, and rushed down the steep slope. The violent impact, the scream of twisted metal, the shattered glass... And the clear, heart-wrenching "click" sound of broken bones instantly drowned out her final cry for help. The last scene she remembered before her consciousness sank into darkness was the blurry and frightened faces of her parents flashing past the distorted car window. Wake up, it's here. This ward that the world has forgotten. There was no visit, no concern, just cold medical equipment and silent nurses. Then, she knew the outcome that was carefully woven and told to the world: Lin Qingyue, the only daughter of the Lin family, died in a car accident and died on the spot. The funeral was said to be extremely sad and glorious and caused a sensation. She became a cold obituary in newspapers, a short-lived "R. I. P." On social networks, and a page in the family tree that was quickly turned over and labeled "died young." And all traces of her existence - social accounts, company positions, and even the identity tag of "Lin's daughter" were quietly and completely erased in the shortest possible time. Like it never existed. The vacant position was quickly filled by another person. Her sister, Lin Xueyi, naturally and without any hindrance, became the only daughter of the Lin family who was held in the palm of her hand, the new face of the Lin Group, and... Mu Tingchen's bride. On the screen, the wedding reached its climax. The priest solemnly asked: "Miss Lin Xueyi, are you willing to marry Mr. Mu Tingchen?" Lin Xueyi slightly raised her face with exquisite makeup and radiance, and cast her eyes lovingly towards Mu Tingchen. Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice clearly spread through the microphone to every corner of the audience, and also penetrated the cold air of the ward: "I am willing..." Before the word "meaning" was uttered, Lin Qingyue closed her eyes suddenly. She was afraid that if she continued to look at it, the remaining thin ice called "reason" in her eyes would be completely burned by the surging hatred and sense of absurdity. There was something in the chest that was rushing wildly, with a bloody rusty smell, hitting the throat time and time again. It turns out that this is how it feels to be pushed off a cliff by someone close to you. It turns out that the identity, feelings, and future that I regard as treasures are just objects that can be easily taken away and given away in the eyes of others. They didn't even bother to cover it up, and just staged a grand plunder and carnival in front of her, a "dead person". She subconsciously clenched the sheets underneath her. The pure cotton fabric groaned slightly and overwhelmed in the palm of my hand, and my knuckles turned white due to excessive exertion. Her nails dug deeply into the soft flesh of her palms, and the sharp stinging sensation was the only anchor at this moment that proved that she was still alive and had not completely sunk. Outside the window, the cold stars were still cold and scattered on the dark and cold sky, silently overlooking the loneliness in this ward and the false prosperity on the screen that attracted worldwide attention. At this moment - "Bang!" A rough and sudden loud noise suddenly tore through the stagnant silence in the ward. The heavy ward door that separated the two worlds inside and outside was violently knocked open from the outside. The door panel hit the wall hard and bounced back violently, making a heart-stopping echo. A strong and choking smell of alcohol, mixed with the cold night breeze, instantly swept through the space filled with the smell of disinfectant. Like an out-of-control beast breaking into the cage. Lin Qingyue's heart suddenly shrank, almost jumping out of her throat. She opened her eyes suddenly and looked over in shock. Against the pale light of the corridor, a tall but obviously unstable figure blocked the door. It's Mu Tingchen! The groom who should have received all the blessings at the wedding banquet of the century! The valuable black dress suit he was wearing was wrinkled and his tie was pulled open crookedly, revealing his tight neck. Her carefully taken care of hair was messy, and a few strands of wet hair were stuck to her sweaty forehead. On that handsome face that could make countless celebrities fall for it, there was no joy at the wedding at the moment, only a frightening flush, and the eyes were covered with red bloodshot like spider webs. His eyes were chaotic and manic, like a trapped animal that was forced into a desperate situation and on the verge of collapse. His gaze crossed the cold air and his own wedding ceremony that was still playing on the screen, like two red-hot irons, nailed to Lin Qingyue, who was as pale as paper on the hospital bed. The strong smell of alcohol filled the ward along with his heavy breathing. He staggered and took a step forward. His body was obviously shaking violently under the influence of alcohol, and he almost fell over, but he managed to stabilize himself with a kind of brute force that was almost paranoid. His eyes held her tightly, and there was a storm in his eyes that Lin Qingyue had never seen before - was it anger? Is it despair? Or is it some kind of crazy search for proof that is on the verge of collapse? "Ha..." A hoarse sneer that smelled heavily of alcohol and self-deprecation rolled out of his throat, which seemed particularly harsh in the dead silence of the ward. He stared at her, as if he wanted to penetrate her with his eyes. "Tell me..." Mu Tingchen's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, and every word seemed to be forced out of a torn throat, wrapped in the strong smell of alcohol and a trembling that was on the verge of losing control. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Lin Qingyue, with a kind of reckless arrogance and desperation in his movement. His fingertips were even trembling slightly: "Lin Qingyue! Look at me! Tell me -" He almost screamed, his voice distorted by the extreme emotional impact: "That year under the winding mountain road... The person who dragged me out of the burning car... The person whose back was scratched with blood by the explosion fragments and the bones were exposed... The person who protected me tightly and was almost killed by the falling rocks..." His chest heaved violently, and his red eyes stared at Lin Qingyue's shocked face due to sudden blood loss. Every word was like an ice pick quenched with blood, digging hard into her heart: "Who the hell is it?!"