Quick Transmigration: Sea of Captivity

You may not believe it, but I have been looking for the fourth story for four years??

Long time no see, please take good care of yourselves.

After reading the comments, is this article incomplete now? I really want to see it

Are you still writing essays? Looking through previous comments, I found a large article. Great writing! I hope you will be happy and in good health every day!

I was really moved by the emotions of each story. She is not black and white, she has flesh and blood, so she is touching. Especially the cultivation of immortality, it really made me cry. After reincarnation, I will not be me, not the person you love. I am also afraid that I will forget you, so I will always remember you, woo woo, so good to cry!

This story is really interesting

Two years later, I read it again. As a result, the Republic of China chapter was missing, and the extra story that was well written in the comments was also missing. Qaq. The story of Gu Jin, who is in a difficult mood, is still difficult to reconcile, and heartbreaking.

I once liked a girl. Different from me, she was very good, whether it was her academic performance or her appearance. She was confident, but I had very low self-esteem. I didn't dare to get too close to her because I don't know how to hide my emotions. I was afraid that she would see that I liked her and that she would find me disgusting. So to her, I was just the most inconspicuous among her many friends. When she was about to graduate from junior high school, there was a sudden rumor that a boy in the class liked her, and that boy and she were both English class representatives. One day later, I returned to the classroom after dinner. There was no one in the classroom at the time. I saw a group of boys gathered around. They were gossiping about the boy and her, and asked him if he really liked her. The boy said, "I really like her! From the first moment I saw her!" The boys around him laughed with gossipy expressions on their faces. That boy later really confessed to her, and he confessed to her right in front of me. He said loudly to her: "XX, I like you!" And then ran away without waiting for her answer. I envy him so much! I envy his confidence and his ability to boldly say I like you. Once, I couldn't help but ask her who she liked. She smiled and said, "I like you." This is not the first time she has said this. I have asked her several times and she has always said the same thing. Although I know she is perfunctory, I admit that every time she says this, I will be happy for a long time. But this time I was not happy at all. Sure enough, she was perfunctory with me again. She asked me, "Then who do you like? XX?" XX (because it is difficult to reveal his last name, so he is represented by XX) is a classmate in our class. Because we have something in common, we are often gossiped about. I nonchalantly imitated her reply: "I like you too." Then, I began to slowly stay away from her, let myself wake up from the dream about her, and let myself become a bystander. Her affairs have nothing to do with me from now on. Maybe we will meet again in the future, but so what? When we meet again, we will only be acquaintances. You may think I'm cowardly or pretentious, but I don't deny it.

I've watched it many times, it's very sad, I love it

I still cry every time I watch it I can't say I love you, I don't dare to like you anymore It's hard to give anymore After all, it's difficult to get equal returns