I'm in the Mood for Angst

1 快 Quick Transmigration: Don't Mess with the Villain, or He'll Really Die Feasting with the Bears 666876k WordsOngoing 4.9kReads9.3Score472Shelves

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Two male protagonists, the ending of the second book is particularly beautiful

4 以 I Offer My Devotion to the Passing Years Er QiaoModern Romance324k WordsCompleted 84.2kReads9.4Score7.3kShelves

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Abuse article - abuse to the point of heartache

5 周 Dr. Zhou's Bai Yueguang Is About to Die Shixingque219k WordsCompleted 22.2kReads9.3Score3.2kShelves

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These books are also about sadism and are really good to read.

7 她 She Stopped Comforting Him Autumn ChillModern Romance308k WordsCompleted 89.5kReads9.6Score15.6kShelves

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Help, who said there are no heart-breaking moments in sweet novels! These articles wrapped glass shards in frosting and handed them over, and their stamina was so great that I sat up in the middle of the night and clutched the corner of my quilt—— 1. "She Stops Coaxing Him" ​​9.7 Points | In the hundreds of pages where the loyal dog hero was left out in the cold, blood dripped every time he lowered his eyes! Later, the wife-chasing crematorium welded the word "abuse" into my DNA. Can Tian Chongwen's knife hurt so much? 2. "The Last Diary" 9.2 Points | The abuse in youth literature is never hysterical. It is the handwriting blurred by tears in the diary. It is the unspoken confession of a young man. The stamina is like a rainy season that lingers all summer. I want to send an umbrella to the author after reading it. 3. "Secret Love: This Massive Pantomime" 9.7 Points | Secret love itself is a top-notch sadistic setting! 2.68 Million people followed the protagonist as she repeatedly fell in love, watching her hide her heartbeat as a secret and swallow her grievances as a habit. I actually ate rice with glass shards with gusto... 4. "If There Were Fairy Tales in the Forest" 9.8 Points | 8.42 Million people certified it as a "healing and abusive text"? As sweet as it is in the early stage, it will be so sharp in the later stage. When the fairy tale in the forest was shattered, even my breathing felt like sawdust. Author, you don't have a heart, but I do! Hey! 5. "Where He Returns"｜The tolerant pull in the pure love between the two male protagonists kills me! Every look in Ling Chi's eyes is in love. It's obviously HE but I cried like I was watching BE. Why is it that in this year's pure love novel, even the candy is wrapped in glass slag... Are there any sisters with the same style? She clearly promised to vent her anger in abusive articles, but ended up being ripped apart by these "pseudo-sweet articles"! Please push harder, make me feel pain and pleasure

11 你 You Broke Your Promise Shi QingyaoModern Romance138k WordsCompleted 72.1kReads9.5Score13kShelves

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🌿Seventeen-year-old Xiang Yu met Song Huaishi. On that day, she finally understood the feeling of heartbeat. When 27-year-old Xiang Yu didn't have Song Huai by his side, he had a fiancée who was about to get married. He broke his promise. 🌿 The heroine lost three people on this day, one was her mother, one was her best friend, and the other was the boy she had been secretly in love with for four years! 🌿"Hey, how old is your girlfriend?" "Eighteen" "You won't date a high school student, right?" "She is eighteen years old, if she is still here this year" "Same age as me, twenty-one" It's good to cry

12 入 Five Years After I Went to Prison, My Whole Family Begged Me to Forgive Them Rising Higher and HigherModern Romance599k WordsCompleted 40.5kReads8.2Score2.7kShelves

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Absolutely cruel [laughing awkwardly][laughing awkwardly][laughing awkwardly]

13 快 Quick Transmigration: I’ve Sullied the Reputations of Men Around the World A Happy Little QuacklingAncient Romance1.1M WordsCompleted 6.1kReads9.4Score729Shelves

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If I don't torture you and cry, I will eat S

14 用 I Sing with My Life, and the Whole Internet Breaks Down, Begging Me Not to Die Old-Age Rice ScoopUrban442k WordsCompleted 9.4kReads9.3Score882Shelves

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Wen He, who was only 18 years old, was diagnosed with terminal cancer. The system came to him and named him Meng Qihang. It's really sad, I just want to cry, and the description is very close to daily life, and there won't be any dramatic scenes. Worth savoring. ୧ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ʔ୨୧ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ʔ୨୧ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ʔ୨

15 裂 Sunlight Through the Cracks Reclining in the NorthUrban169k WordsCompleted 122.7kReads9.8Score13.7kShelves

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Abuse to the point of heartache

18 他 He's Gone! Sister Zhang RongUrban141k WordsCompleted 870Reads8.2Score—Shelves

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"The doctor said, there are still three months." Zhuang Ziang stood in the hospital corridor holding the diagnosis certificate. When the smell of disinfectant penetrated his nose, he suddenly smiled. Eighteen years of life have been like an arithmetic problem. After his parents divorced, his father did not care for his mother. The red tick on his report card was his only sense of existence. But now even God thinks he is too slow to calculate. While skipping school, she bumped into Su Yudie sitting on a ginkgo tree. She shook her white sneakers and asked, "Want to run away together?" He squatted with her on the side of the road to eat fried potatoes, oil stars splashing on his floral shirt - it was the first time he had worn such eye-catching clothes, as if he wanted to burn away all his eighteen years of obedience. She listened to him telling about the nights when she was locked in the storage room when she was a child. The strawberry cake she was handed was so sweet that it turned out to be bitter, "It turns out that good students can also cry." While fishing, she recited a joke, and he stared at the float and his nose suddenly sore: "I may... Not wait until the ginkgo leaves fall." The wind blew her voice very softly: "Then we will pick them early in the autumn." But three months was too short. It was too short to express the rebellion that had been hidden for half a life. It was too short to remember the sunshine on her eyelashes. It was too short to even forget to ask for her phone number. Later, he always remembered that afternoon, when she sat on the tree and swayed her legs, like a butterfly that was about to fly away at any time. It turns out that the cruelest thing about death is not the end, but that it is only at the last moment that you meet the light you want to desperately keep. (Ps: I saw him suddenly breaking his guard when he gave "Dragon Babu" to his deskmate. Some people live as if the ending has been spoiled in advance, and they have to count the days even if they are willful...)

24 婚 The Matter of Marriage Quiet PiscesModern Romance348k WordsCompleted 170Reads7.0Score—Shelves

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If you want to read pornographic stories, check it out!

26 说 They Call Him Useless, Yet He Became a God in His Youth? Jiang HaochenEastern Fantasy1.2M WordsOngoing 2.3kReads7.3Score162Shelves

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The miss of "loving without knowing it" is more cruel than "not loving"

29 温 I Completely Succumbed to the Gentle CEO's Advances Reclining in the NorthUrban172k WordsCompleted 12.7kReads9.4Score1.4kShelves

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It's very sweet, and it deserves to be written by Lao Gao.

30 h He Sees Spring Su Xingsi of the Qianqiu PalaceModern Romance25k WordsCompleted 4.2kReads—Score438Shelves

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📮 **"A letter to spring is sent to the wind, but I hope you can read it."** >> Recommend a piece of text that is so beautiful that your heart trembles! It feels like I can smell the fragrance of osmanthus all over the screen 🍃 >> The author wrote a letter to a friend who had not been in touch for a long time one morning when the osmanthus was in full bloom. I wrote many letters over and over again, just because "the words are different every day." Between the lines: >> 🌸 **The fragrance of osmanthus fills the house**: It comes as soon as the window is opened, accompanying her to breathe, sleep, and even dream... It is spring, and it is also the smell of longing. > ❄️ **A snow dream about you**: You stood not far away and smiled, saying "I've been waiting", the snow creaked... When I woke up, it was the patter of spring rain. > 💌 **Thousands of Unsent Words**: "Just think of it as I miss you very much" is worth a thousand words! It is the most subtle and affectionate confession for adults. > > There is also the mother with gentle eyebrows and eyes, staring quietly in her dream... The words are like the spring breeze wrapped in the fragrance of osmanthus, with the coolness and melancholy after the rain. Healing and heartbreaking! > > **If you have ever thought of someone special in spring, this text will instantly break your defenses. ** I'm so good at writing! ✨ > **#TextSharing #Healing Department #Epistolary #osmanthus #spring #Friendship #Delicate Writing #broken Defense**