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Poor Bones
Chu Qiong was born in a factory and grew up on an assembly line. He has been labeling mobile phone cases all his life. He has no spiritual roots, no talent, and no background. All he had was a peanut candy given by his aunt. Later, he traveled through time and went to another world with the taste of that candy. In that world, everyone wants to become stronger, everyone wants to become an immortal, and everyone wants to have more. Only Chu Qiong said: "That's enough." This sentence "enough
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She Called Me 217 Times Before She Died
She called me 217 times before she died, but I didn't answer any of them. Three days later, I saw her cell phone at the funeral home - 217 missed calls, all to her "brother." She left me a scheduled text message, a white shirt two sizes too big, an unfinished scarf, and a diary filled with 101 apologies. "Being older is like having someone holding you," she said. She said: "Brother, you have the most beautiful smile." She said, "Let's talk tomorrow." But there is no tomorrow for her. I put on he
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After I Was Reborn, I Became My Ex-Husband's Biggest Fan
In her previous life, Shen Mian had squandered all her family wealth and sold her dowry for the scumbag Chen Xu, and was eventually pushed into the sea. Before she died, she saw her husband Fu Hanzhou, whom she had never seen in person, crawling out of the overturned car covered in blood, holding up the pearl earrings she had pawned. Reborn on the first day of her wedding, Shen Mian looked at the buttoned-up man beside the bed and rushed over to hug him: "Don't go out today." Fu Hanzhou: "Reason
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God of War in the Mirror: She Uses Male Channels to Sweep Away Female Channels
Lin Zheng received three "big gifts" at the same time: a diagnosis of terminal terminal illness, a wedding invitation from her fiancé and her cousin, and a family group forcing her to donate bone marrow. In everyone's opinion, she is the "control group" who deserves to be sacrificed and sensible. In the funeral-like ward, she looked at her pale reflection in the mirror and smiled: "Very good, the beginning of female channel hell, right?" "Then don't blame me, use the male video method - push it
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