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Books by 特辑冀

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  1. Didn't You Say We Shouldn't Keep in Touch? Why Are You Crying When I Find Someone Else? 不是说以后不要联系吗?我找别人你怎么还哭了? 7k WordsCompleted Didn't You Say We Shouldn't Keep in Touch Anymore? Why Are You Crying Now That I've Found Someone Else? 26Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. After I Cured Him, I Was Forced 治疗好他之后被强制了 6k WordsCompleted He Forced Himself on Me After I Cured Him 8Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. Eyes in the Cage: A Belated Regret 囚笼之眼:迟来的悔 12k WordsCompleted The Eye of the Cage: Belated Regret 6Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. The Evening Breeze Finally Rests on Your Shoulder 晚风终落你肩头 15k WordsCompleted The Evening Breeze Finally Comes to Rest on Your Shoulder 5Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. After I Transmigrated, I Got a God-Tier Sign-In System and Tormented the Prince 穿越我获得神级签到系统虐王爷 Ancient Romance130k WordsCompleted Transmigration + Multiple Male Leads + System + Taking Down Trash + Modern Person in Ancient Times Right after transmigrating, Liu Meiyan somehow finds herself married. Her husband also has a little white lotus on the side. Liu Meiyan has had enough and won’t put up with it anymore. She immediately binds herself to a god-tier sign-in System, with all sorts of items at her disposal, including the Flower Codex, Pikachu, and the Dancing Princesses. As for Liu Meiyan, whenever she meets a handsome m 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  6. The Day It Rained, She Asked for a Divorce. The Pain of Late-Stage Stomach Cancer Was, in the End, Lighter Than Loving Him 雨落那天她提离婚,胃癌晚期的疼,终究比爱他轻 6k WordsCompleted The Day the Rain Fell, She Asked for a Divorce. The Pain of Late-Stage Stomach Cancer Was, After All, Easier to Bear Than Loving Him 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  7. Crimson Code, Mad Game 猩红代码,疯癫游戏 Sci-Fi & Apocalypse182k WordsCompleted As blood mist devours the city and a green countdown ticks in everyone’s “field of vision,” a terrifying game with no rules suddenly begins. Lin Xia wakes in thick, sticky crimson fog. She hears nails scraping against glass, and sees tar-black eyeballs before her. The new scar on her wrist glows an eerie green, ticking in sync with the countdown to her death. Screams and sobs? They’re the most boring background noise in the game. To Lin Xia, this is nothing but a grand celebration. Rusty nails a —Reads—Score—Shelves