Stepping out of one's world is wonderful outside.
Being treated as a BL and having ambiguous relationships with some people...
But it turns out that the blossoming tree is just a passing scenery.
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The locked part of this article will be modified
In order to keep the plot compact, I plan to unfold the plots that will be supplemented in the follow-up one by one here.
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Reader comments
In fact, Lao Dong is also quite good?
Madam, update ah ah :)
It seems that it is better to bring a cane, which can also be used for self-defense...
Good luck to Gong Jiunai~ Lu Xiaofeng will be with you in Nai's miserable future~~
The female protagonist is a cute little girl, but the male protagonist is hard to tell...
I didn't do well in the exam either, I'm touching the author's bacteria
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . |||
Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type.
No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it.
Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water.
I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue.
I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it.
We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation.
But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is.
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction.
There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life.
Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple.
I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
I feel sorry for my brother again, but I also hate him
Two people are sweet
I also like the gentle little Tsunayoshi the most!
Ah ah ah, I'm stuck here. Doesn't your conscience hurt? Woo hoo, when is the next update?
Catching insects is a derogatory term.
Because the heroine is not her biological brother, the younger brother is hateful but also pitiful. You can let your younger brother work independently to help your sister earn food.
The writing is really good⊙▽⊙, much better than me. I wrote more than 400 after I was exhausted with the 450 essay.
Hahahahaha, just a tiger?
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . |||
Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type.
No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it.
Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water.
I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue.
I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it.
We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation.
But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is.
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction.
There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life.
Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple.
I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
In fact, Lao Dong is also quite good?
Madam, update ah ah :)
It seems that it is better to bring a cane, which can also be used for self-defense...
Good luck to Gong Jiunai~ Lu Xiaofeng will be with you in Nai's miserable future~~
The female protagonist is a cute little girl, but the male protagonist is hard to tell...
I didn't do well in the exam either, I'm touching the author's bacteria
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . ||| Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type. No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it. Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water. I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue. I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it. We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation. But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is. There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction. There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life. Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple. I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
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I feel sorry for my brother again, but I also hate him
Two people are sweet
I also like the gentle little Tsunayoshi the most!
Ah ah ah, I'm stuck here. Doesn't your conscience hurt? Woo hoo, when is the next update?
Catching insects is a derogatory term.
Because the heroine is not her biological brother, the younger brother is hateful but also pitiful. You can let your younger brother work independently to help your sister earn food.
The writing is really good⊙▽⊙, much better than me. I wrote more than 400 after I was exhausted with the 450 essay.
Hahahahaha, just a tiger?
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . ||| Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type. No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it. Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water. I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue. I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it. We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation. But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is. There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction. There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life. Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple. I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
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