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The Moon Has Not yet Set in the Mirror of Ten Generations
The rain in late spring always brings a lingering dampness, hitting the carved window lattice of "Shiyi Zhai", disturbing the tranquility of the afternoon. Su Wantang squatted in front of the camphor wood box and brushed the dusty mirror box with her fingertips. The lotus pattern on the surface of the mahogany wood has been blurred by the years, but the exquisiteness of the past can still be seen. "Tangtang, do you want to throw away the old things in this box? The attic is almost full." Grandma
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Business Trek
The heat in Jiangzhou City in September is still lingering, and the glass curtain walls of the CBD office buildings reflect dazzling light in the sun. Lin Yuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 28th floor, looking at the constant flow of traffic downstairs, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the USB flash drive in his suit pocket. This is the evidence he obtained after three years of dormancy at Mingyuan Group, and it contains the core data of the company's financial fraud. "Xi
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Flash Wedding City God: the Embroidered Mother's Ghost Husband Is Super Protective of Her Shortcomings
Su Jinyan was stunned for a moment. No way? Is this a corpse scam? Or maybe I saw a ghost in broad daylight? The man in front of me has eyebrows like swords and eyes like stars. He is really handsome. But he was wearing an ancient official uniform, and at first glance he looked like he had run away from some ancient costume production crew. Moreover, he actually said that he was Gu Zhaozhi? It's the person whose tablet says "deceased". "Are you... Are you a human or a ghost?" Su Jinyan's voice c
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How Good Is the Afterlife?
When the morning mist spread across the patio, Xiao Ce was squatting in front of the fish tank in a daze. The tail-tailed red carp swam past his fingertips, causing him to take a half-step back in shock. His lower back hit the clothesline, and his colorful T-shirts fell like rain. "Be careful!" Su Wan rushed out holding a toothbrush and couldn't help laughing when she saw his head covered by a pink lace nightgown. The soap foam slid down the corner of her mouth and dripped on her pajamas printed
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Meet You When the Stars Fall
It was raining heavily. Lin Wantang clutched the faded silk handkerchief and walked slowly on the bluestone road. She had just taken medicine from the hospital and was feeling cold all over. She just wanted to return to the Lin family's old house as soon as possible. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, followed by deafening thunder. Lin Wantang was so frightened that he staggered. The medicine bag in his arms was scattered on the ground, and several herbs were swept away by the
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The Abandoned Queen Hides Her Edge: Your Majesty, Your Vest
The winter wind was howling, and it was carrying snowflakes, which were pouring into the dilapidated cold palace like crazy. Shen Qingtang wrapped the thin clothes around him tightly, feeling like a candle that was about to be extinguished and swaying in the wind, feeling that he could die at any moment. It has been three months, and she has never seen what the sun looks like since she was thrown into this ghost place. She is the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion. She used to be the q
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Where to Write Under the Moon
The corners of the rice paper were lifted up by the night wind, making a tiny clattering sound. Lin Yanqiu held down the last page of the ancient book to be restored, and the unique musty smell of aged paper and the fragrance of pine smoke and ink lingered on the tip of his nose. The moonlight outside the window slanted into the ancient book restoration room, coating the gold foil flowing between his fingers with a cold glow, and the dust floating in the air slowly rose and fell in the beam of l
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Chen Yuan Fengyue Yin
The late spring wind swept the setting sun, dyeing the dust at the end of the official road into a golden red. Shen Yanzhi was carrying a half-worn bookcase on his back, and the hem of his gown was already stained by the muddy water on the road. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the gray tile cornices standing in front of him in the dusk. That was Lanruo Temple. This temple was mentioned on the map, and another twenty miles
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Afterglow of Embers
The sulfur-smelling wind swept through the scorched earth. Seventeen-year-old Elena clutched the bronze compass left behind by her grandfather and walked through the collapsed stone corridors. In the distance, dark purple thunderclouds are swallowing up the last piece of blue sky. Of the seven giant magic towers suspended in the clouds, only three are still emitting faint light. "Be careful!" Hawke, the old ranger, dragged her behind the broken wall. Three venom-quenched bone arrows flew past hi
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Star Dome Restart
The heavy rain was like a silver-gray curtain, drenching the entire city. Chen Mo huddled in the corner of the abandoned subway station. His fingertips traced the peeling tiles on the wall, and the cold touch spread along the nerve endings to his heart. He has been hiding here for three hours, but the rain mixed with the smell of rust shows no sign of stopping. The hands of the old mechanical watch in my pocket were stuck at 3:17 in the morning, and the cracks on the glass surface spread like sp
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Aomori's Oath
"Don't be afraid..." A Lin put down the backpack by mistake and reached out tremblingly to touch the arrow. As soon as her fingertips touched the arrow shaft, the giant wolf suddenly rose up, and its sharp claws scraped across her cheek, leaving five claw marks on the bark of the tree that were deep enough to show the bones. A Lin fell to the ground, her heart almost beating out of her chest, but she found that the giant wolf did not continue to attack, but gently rubbed the back of her hand wit
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