Looking for an Older Story 找书很早的文

1 这 This Villain Has a Conscience, Just Not Much of One! 这个反派有点良心，但是不多！ I Keep a Fat Rabbit家养了只肥兔Eastern Fantasy4.3M WordsCompleted "Lovably awful villain + wish fulfillment + scheming + lighthearted + sly trickster + shameless + not an invincible protagonist" Qin Feng transmigrated into the ancient wilderness as the eldest young master of the Qin family. His twin younger brother was the legendary Chosen One, and possessed a one-in-ten-thousand Supreme Bone. He thought he could ride his brother’s coattails to the peak of life, but then an unprincipled System showed up and told him there was a bright future in being a villain 434.9kReads9.5Score83.9kShelves

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Was it very early? I can't remember clearly [already planted]

2 流 The Wandering Earth: I Take My Little Broken Planet on the Road 流浪地球，我带着小破球去流浪 A Hidden Scholar in the Countryside阡陌世隐Male-Channel Fanfiction2.1M WordsOngoing The moment the Wandering Earth broke free from the solar system’s chains, the darkest hour in the entire universe began. Zhou Ming, the will of Earth itself, took the “Perpetual Student” System and its star-devouring host on a knife-edge journey through a universe ruled by the law of the dark forest. To avoid being struck down to a lower dimension, Zhou Ming and humanity embarked on a wild interstellar ride. Pose as a superior civilization and scam the Heluo aliens? That was just an appetizer! S 644Reads8.9Score103Shelves

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#Must-read if you have the brain

11 蚀 A Love That Cuts to the Bone 蚀骨危情 Qi Lao You淇老游Modern Romance753k WordsCompleted Xia Weiming died, and Shen Xiujin personally sent Jian Tong to a women’s prison. During her three years behind bars, Shen Xiujin’s order to “take good care of her” changed Jian Tong beyond recognition. She was even “persuaded to donate a kidney” while in prison. Before she went in, Jian Tong said, “I didn’t kill her.” Shen Xiujin remained unmoved. After her release, Jian Tong said, “I killed Xia Weiming. I’m guilty.” Shen Xiujin’s face turned livid. “Shut up! Don’t let me hear you say that again 158.7kReads9.2Score11.6kShelves

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They are all very old, but they are all very beautiful.

13 服 Giving In 服软 Mingzhu明珠Modern Romance1.4M WordsCompleted My new work is here! You can read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support is what keeps me writing, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well! 36.4kReads9.0Score3.1kShelves

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Not very early but very nice

14 猎 Ability Hunters 猎能者 Peng Pai彭湃Anime Fanfiction581k WordsCompleted [The complete, newly revised editions of Peng Pai's Hunter of the Gifted I: Hunter Academy and Hunter of the Gifted II: Legend of Kunpeng] Gu Xinghe is an introverted high school student. On his birthday, his only friend, Lu Yang, is attacked by a terrifying creature because of him and falls into a coma, while Gu Xinghe himself is saved by a girl with supernatural powers. Determined to save his only friend, Gu Xinghe will stop at nothing to enroll in the girl's Hunter Academy, where he hopes to 7.3kReads9.2Score562Shelves

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A very early fantasy novel. Each character is very full. It tells the story of the protagonist who thought he had no ability but did not expect to be talented. His teammates also worked hard and the enemy was very powerful.

15 人 The Adorable Girl Takes Over the Entertainment World 人间小可爱称霸娱乐圈 Su Moyi苏沫一Modern Romance182k WordsCompleted Xu Niannian transmigrates into the body of an obscure, minor cannon-fodder character ranked eighteenth from the bottom. On a dating show, while the other female guests desperately try to pair up with people, she becomes sworn brothers with the male guests. During the livestream, while the other women show off their talents, she teaches viewers a shoulder-shaking dance to get fit. At mealtimes, while the other girls take tiny, dainty bites, she picks up her bowl and starts wolfing it down. Other 137Reads8.9Score—Shelves

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I have watched the earliest ones, which include romance, beauty, and passion.

24 被 Adopted by a Stunning CEO, I Begin a Perfect Life 被绝美总裁领养后，开启完美人生 Xie Si斜四Urban1.1M WordsCompleted (Slice of Life) Gu Yuan was reborn as an eight-year-old boy. Having grown up in an orphanage, he was more mature than other kids his age and looked like a little old man. One day, a beautiful CEO came to the orphanage, ready to sign the paperwork to foster him. He was going to refuse, but then she pulled out her secret weapon! 11.2kReads8.6Score710Shelves

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## The Sick Wife's Chasing Husband Crematorium >When he signed the divorce agreement, he cut his wrists with broken glass. >"Can I write you a love letter with my blood?" >The day I fled to the island and remarried, a drone swarm delivered 999 divorce agreements. >On the surveillance camera, he was chasing the plane with his bare feet: "Honey, I'm bleeding, take a look..." >I smiled and cut off the screen to hold the groom in my arms: "Unlucky." >On a rainy night, he was covered in blood and kneeling outside the church, holding up our old wedding rings. > "You said... When I bleed... You will feel bad..." --- When he signed the divorce agreement, his movements were as slow as a slow motion in a movie. The expensive pen hangs above the page, refusing to drop the name that determines our fate. The air was stagnant, and the heavy velvet curtains blocked out the afternoon sun, leaving only the cold halo of the crystal chandelier, covering his drooping profile, casting an invisible gloom. I stood on the edge of the thick Persian carpet, my fingertips were cold, but sticky sweat oozed from my palms, my heart was beating in my chest, and every beat was accompanied by a secret dull pain, mixed with a sense of relief that I was about to break free, almost suffocating. Finally he moved. Instead of picking up the pen, he stretched out his hand and brushed his fingertips against the crystal clear wall of the water glass next to him. Then, without any warning, he slammed the cup to the ground! "Crash——!" A clear and harsh cracking sound tore through the dead silence. Tiny crystal shards were like solidified teardrops, with a dangerous luster, splashing on the expensive carpet. My breathing stopped for a moment. He leaned down, his movements were so graceful that they were almost cruel, and he accurately picked up the sharpest, fang-like glass shard from the mess. The cold sharp angle pressed against the inner side of his pale, almost transparent wrist, where the light blue blood vessels were clearly visible, pulsing fragilely. He raised his head, his gaze piercing the cold air and locking me firmly. Those eyes that once made me indulge, filled with intoxicating starlight, are now as deep as a bottomless cold pool, rolling with a thick and heart-stopping darkness that I can't understand. The corners of his mouth slowly opened in an arc, so gentle that it was creepy. "A-Nian," he called me softly, his voice was low, with a strange, coaxing hoarseness, "don't leave in a hurry." The cold glass shards pressed down without hesitation. A line of dazzling scarlet, like the most enchanting flower, suddenly bloomed on his pale wrist, winding down and quickly converging into a thin, endless stream. The viscous liquid dripped onto the white divorce agreement and quickly spread into shocking dark red spots. "Look," he stared at his bleeding wrist and then raised his eyes. His eyes were so obsessed that he was admiring a masterpiece of art. His bloody fingers actually began to write slowly and stroke by stroke in the blank space of the blood-stained agreement. "Use my blood... To write you a love letter, okay?" The thick and warm liquid twisted and crawled on the page. It was not shaped at all, more like some evil spell. The strong smell of blood suddenly entered my nose, and I felt an overwhelming feeling of nausea in my stomach. Fear was like a cold vine that instantly wrapped around my heart, making me almost unable to breathe. The man who once made me fall into despair is now like an evil ghost crawling out of the depths of hell, using the most twisted way to smear the word "love" beyond recognition. I can't take it anymore. The scream got stuck in his throat and turned into a silent tremor. I turned around suddenly, used all my strength to push open the heavy oak door, stumbled into the dazzling light of the corridor, and escaped from the cage shrouded in blood and madness. Behind him, he seemed to be laughing lowly, and that laughter was like a tarsal maggot, tightly entangled in my footsteps. "A-Nian... You will come back to see me... I know..." His gibbering was chasing his soul and killing him. * * * Time seems to flow particularly gently on the island far away from that cold prison. The salty sea breeze carries the breath of freedom, blowing away the haze in my heart. The white church stands between the blue sea and sky, with melodious bells and is as holy as the entrance to heaven. Today is the beginning of my true new life. The white wedding dress on my body is as soft as a dream, with layers of lace wrapping around me. The sun shines through the stained glass window, casting colorful light and shadow on it. I stood under the arch decorated with flowers. The groom beside me had clear and warm eyes, and his palm was dry and firm wrapped around my hand. The gentle voice of the master of ceremonies flowed in the quiet church, like a blessing psalm. The guests smiled with blessing, and the sweet fragrance of champagne and lilies filled the air. Everything was so perfect that I almost forgot about the cold, sticky touch on my wrist and the blood-stained agreement. "Would you be willing, in good times or bad, in health or sickness..." The words of the master of ceremonies were gentle and solemn. At the moment when this sacred oath was about to be finalized - the pure, blue sky without any impurities outside the high window of the church was suddenly covered by a huge, low humming sound. The sound grew louder and louder from far to near, like hundreds of angry metal bees flapping their wings wildly, instantly tearing apart the tranquility and holiness of the church. The guests looked up in shock, and the blessing smiles on their faces froze and turned into confusion and uneasiness. Through the huge stained glass windows, I saw countless black dots flashing with cold signal lights, like swarms of cursed locusts, densely covering the sky, hovering precisely above the church with an industrial, suffocating sense of oppression. The buzzing reached its peak, causing the window lattice to tremble slightly. Then, like the door to hell opening, countless white pieces of paper poured down from the black mechanical swarm! Not petals, not blessings. It's paper. An avalanche of paper. They were spinning and tumbling, densely packed, overwhelming, carried by the sea breeze, slapping on the glass windows of the church, and falling on the lawn in front of the church. Some of them were even rolled up by the airflow, knocking open the ajar door of the church, swirling, and landing on the bright red carpet. A piece of paper, floating and impartial, landed at my feet. Next to the pure white wedding dress, the paper was dazzlingly white. I lowered my head subconsciously. Familiar format, familiar wording. Divorce Agreement. In the lower right corner, the signature that I imitated and practiced countless times and was finally engraved into my bones - his name, dancing like dragons and phoenixes, penetrated the back of the paper. Like a scar that will never heal, it was torn bloody before my eyes again. 999 Copies. He used 999 cold machines to turn this "love letter" written in blood into an overwhelming white curse, accurately throwing it at my wedding and the new life I was trying to embrace. There was a violent churning in the stomach, and an icy chill instantly ran through the body from the soles of the feet, freezing the blood. My fingertips were cold and I could barely control the trembling of my body. The warm hands of the groom beside him immediately tightened, conveying silent support and questions. Muffled exclamations and whispers came from the guest seats, and those eyes stabbed me like needles. I suddenly raised my head and looked at the temporary surveillance screen set up next to the side door of the church - it was prepared to broadcast the wedding live to relatives and friends who could not attend. At this moment, the picture on the screen was shaking violently, and the perspective was from a high altitude. In the picture, there is the green lawn outside the church. A figure wearing a thin hospital gown with bare feet, like a cornered animal, ran wildly on the grass covered with white paper, chasing the drones that were raising their altitude! The sea breeze was strong, ruffling his short black hair, and the large hospital gown was floating empty on his body, which further revealed his fragility and madness. He staggered while running and almost fell down several times, but he ignored it, raised his head, and screamed something at the cold machines. The distance was too far and the surveillance camera couldn't pick up the sound, but I could clearly "read" his silent mouth movements. Every word was like a red-hot iron burning on my retina: "Wife——!" "Wife——! Look!" He suddenly stopped and raised his left arm high to the camera. The white gauze wrapped around the wrist had already been soaked in bright red, and the dazzling blood flowed down the forearm, dripping onto the divorce agreement on the grass, like a red lotus blooming in hell. "I'm bleeding! Wife! Take a look... Take a look at me again, okay?!" That desperate, crying scream seemed to penetrate the screen and explode directly in my ears. The cold, bloody touch seemed to come from his wrist again, and the churning in his stomach turned into severe cramping. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the whispers of the guests disappeared, leaving only the huge drone of the drone and his silent, hysterical wails echoing crazily in his mind. A cold rage, mixed with fatigue and disgust that penetrated deep into his bones, suddenly washed away the last trace of hesitation. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, there was only ice-hardened determination left in them. "Bad luck." These two words, clear and cold, slipped out of my lips without any ripples. I didn't even bother to lower my voice enough for the groom and the closest front row guests to hear. After saying that, I no longer looked at the crazy and desperate figure on the screen, as if it was just an absurd mime on the screen. I turned around decisively, stretched out my hand, and cut off the power supply of the monitoring screen smoothly and firmly. The screen instantly fell into deathly darkness. The world seemed to be finally quiet. Only the buzz of drones outside the window is still there, like a swarm of annoying flies. Taking a deep breath, suppressing the sweetness in my throat, I held the groom's strong arm next to me again. His arms conveyed reassuring strength. I raised my head, met his worried but still gentle and firm gaze, and tried my best to smile, even though I knew this smile might be too pale and unconvincing. "I'm sorry, it's a bit... Dust from the past." I tried my best to keep my voice steady, facing him and the surprised emcee and guests, "Go on." The emcee was obviously in shock, and his professionalism allowed him to barely find his voice: "Okay... Okay. So, Ms. Lin Nian, are you willing..." "I am willing..." As soon as I uttered two words of my vow, I was completely interrupted by a deafening thunderbolt outside the church that seemed to tear the sky apart! "Boom——!!!" The huge thunder sounded like the angry roar of the gods, followed closely by the loud sound of the pouring rain falling like the Milky Way pouring down. The strong wind instantly became violent, slamming against the ancient stained glass windows of the church, causing a heart-stopping groan. The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and the crystal chandelier swayed wildly, casting messy and uneasy light and shadow. The guest table was in complete chaos, and the suppressed exclamations turned into obvious panic and discussion. An ominous premonition that was too strong to ignore, like a cold and slippery snake, instantly wrapped around my heart, tightening tighter and tighter, almost suffocating me. I turned my head sharply, my eyes fixed on the closed and heavy church door. As if in response to my premonition - "Bang!" "Bang! Bang!" A heavy and slow impact came from outside the closed oak door, one after another. The sound seemed particularly strange and persistent in the background of the storm. It was as dull as the desperate heartbeat of a dying person, and like some heavy object knocking on the door. Everyone's eyes were fixed on that door. Panic spread silently in the church like ink dripping into clear water. The groom subconsciously protected me behind him. I could feel the tension in his arm muscles. In the dead silence where everyone held their breath, the heavy oak door, after another heavy impact, was suddenly pushed open by the violent wind and rain outside! The icy and biting wind carried the big raindrops, like countless cold whips, whipping in instantly, rolling up the papers on the ground, and blowing out several candles near the porch. In the dim light, a blurry figure, completely soaked by the rain, appeared behind the gap. He practically crawled in. His thin body was soaked white by the rain, and his wet hair clung to his face in a miserable state. Every movement seemed extremely difficult, dragging out a long, winding, and shocking bloodstain on the smooth, mirror-like church floor tiles. The thick dark red liquid was diluted by the rain, but still seeped out from under him, staining the white tiles red, extending all the way to where he knelt. He just knelt on the cold, rain-wet ground at the entrance of the church, with his back to the violent storm raging outside the door, and his face toward the altar, facing me. He lowered his head, his shoulders heaved violently, and every breath was accompanied by a painful gasp. The rain mixed with blood continued to slide down his pale cheeks, hitting the ground in front of him with tick-tock-tock sounds, spreading out small patches of desperate red. Dead silence. The only sounds left in the church were the roar of the strong wind outside and the roar of the heavy rain. Amidst the suffocating silence and countless horrified eyes, the figure kneeling in the pool of blood and rain very slowly, using all his strength, raised his clenched right hand. The hand was shaking like a dead leaf in the autumn wind, and the knuckles were green and white from exertion, and they were also stained with sticky blood. Trembling, he raised his clenched fists to the height of his chest with difficulty, and then, using his last bit of strength, he slowly and tremblingly opened his palms. A small ring, soaked in blood and rain, lay quietly in his bloody palm. The platinum ring reflected faint light in the dim light, and the diamonds inlaid on it were covered with blood. He looked up. The face that had been washed away by the rain was covered with traces of rain or tears. The deep and seductive eyes of the past were now filled with endless, heartbreaking grayness and emptiness. He looked at me firmly, his lips trembled violently, and his broken and hoarse voice, with a kind of weakness and stubbornness like death, intermittently penetrated the noise of the wind and rain, hit the dead silent church, and hit my heart hard: "A-Nian... You said..." He was panting, and every breath was like pulling a broken bellows. His eyes were fixed on me, with the last shaky and desperate hope. "You said... When I bleed... You will feel bad..."

31 元 The Legitimate Daughter’s Fortunate Marriage 元配嫡女高嫁日常 Li Wu礼午Ancient Romance611k WordsCompleted Household intrigue + marriage first, love later + warrior x young woman Synopsis: Xie Yuxi had an excellent marriage prospect. Her unremarkable, illegitimate fiancé was far more impressive than anyone realized: without making a fuss, he had passed the imperial exam and become its top scorer. In the prime of her youth, she would marry a promising man who was everything she could wish for. How enviable. But after he failed to show up for their arranged meeting at a temple, the top scholar sent som 13.8kReads8.9Score1.8kShelves

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Xie Yuxi originally had an excellent marriage, and her fiancé was a concubine who won the first prize and had a bright future. However, before the marriage, the number one scholar sent someone to tell his sister that he wanted to marry her, and the dream was shattered. With a sudden change of heart, Xie Yuxi married Xi Ningbo, a rough warrior. Takeo's three nephews and nieces are called devils. The eldest nephew is fourteen and illiterate, the second nephew is 12 and has both legs disabled, and the niece has birthmarks on her face and cannot get married. But Xie Yuxi did not back down. Under her control, the Xining Mansion gradually came back to life. The eldest nephew has become a military commander and can write poems, the second nephew has become lively and laughs, and the niece's birthmark has disappeared and her reputation has spread far and wide. And Liang Zhongxiao, the uncle of Xining, also sent his wife from the uncle wife to the super-class wife. The number one scholar who regretted the marriage was so regretful that his intestines turned green.

32 直 Selling Grave-Robbing Charms on Livestream, Archaeology Experts Go Wild 直播带货摸金符，考古专家抢疯了 Driving a Bentley One-Handed单手开宾利Mystery551k WordsCompleted An heir to the Grave Robbers' School uses his tomb-raiding skills to break through millions of ancient tomb traps. Reborn a hundred years later in the modern era, he hopes to make a new name for himself, only to discover that the hardest thing to get past in tomb raiding is the Public Security Bureau! With no other choice, since this obstacle is just too formidable, he switches careers and becomes a livestream shopping host, selling grave-robber talismans. “Folks, this is a grave-robber talism 17.8kReads8.4Score1.1kShelves

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Rebirth: Captain Jin's Counterattack: In a future world where technology is developing rapidly, an unexpected story quietly begins. Chen Yibai was once the most powerful leader of tomb robbers during the Republic of China. He was a serious military captain who possessed the unique ability to understand yin and yang and understand the Eight Diagrams. He was powerful in all directions. However, the gears of fate suddenly reversed, and he was accidentally reborn in the world a hundred years later, possessing the body of a jobless otaku who was addicted to live streaming. In this future society, science and technology are highly developed, and those with money can do whatever they want. Live broadcasting has become a microcosm of this society, and countless otakus are addicted to it. Chen Yibai woke up from a dilapidated rental house and looked at the bunny girl in a bikini dancing to "Shake the Sun" on the computer screen. At first, he was full of shock and confusion. After the memories merged, he finally understood the situation he was in, and his heart was filled with helplessness and resentment. "I'm so happy, Old Mother Diului!" This mantra of the body's previous owner blurted out, and Chen Yibai became so angry that he jumped up from his chair. He knew that he could not go back to the past and could only find a new way to survive in this strange world. Chen Yibai began to calm down and carefully sort out the rules and order of this world. He found that despite the rapid development of science and technology, people's yearning and pursuit of mysterious things have not changed. Therefore, he decided to start a new journey using the knowledge of Yin and Yang Bagua he had mastered in his previous life as Captain Mojin. During this journey, Chen Yibai will face many challenges and opportunities. Can he rely on his wisdom and courage to recreate glory in this future world? How will you use your abilities to bring some changes to the world? What kind of sparks will come out of his collision with this world? Let us walk into the story of Chen Yibai's rebirth and witness how a golden captain counterattacks in the future of science and technology and writes his own legendary chapter.

33 谋 Scheming for Han 谋汉 Young Man from Jiangzuo江左少年郎Historical100k WordsCompleted The Han Stratagem: [Slow-Burn] As black and white pieces land on a yellowed bamboo-slip chessboard, their clicks set the copper bells beneath the eaves ringing softly. A young man stands beneath the covered walkway, rolling a translucent white jade chess piece between his fingertips as he watches the drizzle spill over the flagstones and gather in little puddles in their hollows. The palace walls in the distance are veiled in mist, like an ink painting blurred at the edges. And are the figures —Reads—Score—Shelves

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You'll know it when you see it.

37 星 Honkai: Star Rail: Have You Ever Heard the Sacred Song of Abundance? 星穹铁道：你可曾听过丰饶圣曲 No Homecoming, Yet Homecoming无归与归Anime Fanfiction529k WordsCompleted [The plot is definitely going to go off the rails, so consider this a warning. This story is best suited to readers who aren't quite right in the head. The male protagonist is divorced, and his ex-husband is dead and buried. The ex-husband has a lot of screen time, and they have a child, but there is ultimately no CP in this story, since the ex-husband is dead.] [The early plot is a little awkward. If you can't get past it, feel free to skip the Jarilo section.] [If you don't like it, please don 10.6kReads9.2Score784Shelves

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Super early [like]

45 我 I Really Didn’t Raise a Dragon 我真没养龙啊 Sweeping Snow Before the Door门前扫雪Urban2.1M WordsCompleted [A completed older book with over two million characters] [More focused on story and plot, with plenty of action too] An accident leaves Ye Kong reborn as a little carp! Raised by his younger sister and childhood sweetheart, he uses the System’s power of evolution to start evolving like crazy! When the world mutates and spiritual qi revival begins, his family finds themselves in danger. A colossal dragon suddenly surges out of the ocean! “I really didn’t raise a dragon!” Under the stunned gaze o 1.5kReads8.6Score294Shelves

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Saw it a few years ago