Lan Ning, is our marriage certificate a cooperation contract? ——Guan Zhi
Marriage is a struggle inside and outside the siege.
In addition to my mother-in-law, my opponents also include my boss and my husband.
This is a story about a flash marriage between a yuppie man and a young woman.
Yesterday belonged to another star
Today we are sailing in the warm current
Lan Ning was making progress every minute, only to find that what she was pursuing was always by her side and never left.
(The full text has been serialized in JJ and is a complete online version, which is 20,000 words longer than the published version)
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Extra 1: "The Pregnancy Diary of an Awkward Couple"
About the messy things that happened during pregnancy, childbirth and childcare for Dad Guan and Xiaoma Guan!
(The full text has been published and is a complete online version, which is 10,000 words longer than the published version)
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Extra 2: "Both children and mother-in-law have a lot of things to do"
The story of the annoying little Youyou and his parents, grandparents, parents, friends, brothers, sisters, and teachers.
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I finished reading this chapter at 3:32 in the morning on November 16, 2024. I couldn't calm down, so I wrote a random thought.
At that time, I felt that the writing was very cute and I didn't know what it was about (it was mixed with the perspective of the protagonist, me as a reader, and a possible passerby character), so I didn't leave a comment and just saved it on my phone.
I happened to look back on it today and found that I am one of the rare people who is not so verbose, so I wanted to post it to express my original feelings:
There are thirty-two chapters in total... Now it is chapter twenty-three. Every time I read the torment, helplessness, heartache and hesitation, I can't help but take a look at how many chapters are left - this is the countdown to the life of Baldwin IV. I cherish these days so much, being able to see his existence, that I read them over and over again, word for word, and can't bear to let go, because every time I read a little, it's like personally executing his death sentence, which is too cruel! This is a dull knife twisting silently in the heart. The vitality of the story makes people constantly raise hope, while the foreseeable and historically determined ending makes people feel even more desperate.
"As your soldier, I am always worried that I am not doing well enough. With respect and love for you, I am willing to risk my life to follow you.
You asked me not to lie to you anymore, but I still changed the description to a hidden soldier to follow your footsteps and protect your life and the Jerusalem you protect; you asked me to keep my promise and put my own life first. This promise is your hope and value for me. At the same time, I have to abide by it and watch you leave in pain with regrets and worries, and continue your life with an uncertain future.
I don't want a hero to die like this despite being tortured by fate, still fighting hard and shouldering his responsibilities. However, death is the destination of everyone, and no one can change his fate.
I don't believe in God, nor do I believe there is a god. Maybe there is a soul, but it is elusive and cannot be grasped. So you really left this world and us forever, and the last traces of you merged with the wind into Jerusalem. If there really is a soul, there really is a world, and out of respect for your beliefs, you will not be tortured in hell, but ascend to heaven, free from the pain and troubles you suffered in the world, and bathe in a paradise called "Jerusalem", like a newborn baby. Amen. "
Looks good, likes it, likes it very much?
Horror movie! Don't dare to look!
I really like their stories, they are warm and I am looking forward to new stories. What about the author? The National Day is almost over.
Lai Lai won't be the last spiritual master, right?
I finished reading this chapter at 3:32 in the morning on November 16, 2024. I couldn't calm down, so I wrote a random thought. At that time, I felt that the writing was very cute and I didn't know what it was about (it was mixed with the perspective of the protagonist, me as a reader, and a possible passerby character), so I didn't leave a comment and just saved it on my phone. I happened to look back on it today and found that I am one of the rare people who is not so verbose, so I wanted to post it to express my original feelings: There are thirty-two chapters in total... Now it is chapter twenty-three. Every time I read the torment, helplessness, heartache and hesitation, I can't help but take a look at how many chapters are left - this is the countdown to the life of Baldwin IV. I cherish these days so much, being able to see his existence, that I read them over and over again, word for word, and can't bear to let go, because every time I read a little, it's like personally executing his death sentence, which is too cruel! This is a dull knife twisting silently in the heart. The vitality of the story makes people constantly raise hope, while the foreseeable and historically determined ending makes people feel even more desperate. "As your soldier, I am always worried that I am not doing well enough. With respect and love for you, I am willing to risk my life to follow you. You asked me not to lie to you anymore, but I still changed the description to a hidden soldier to follow your footsteps and protect your life and the Jerusalem you protect; you asked me to keep my promise and put my own life first. This promise is your hope and value for me. At the same time, I have to abide by it and watch you leave in pain with regrets and worries, and continue your life with an uncertain future. I don't want a hero to die like this despite being tortured by fate, still fighting hard and shouldering his responsibilities. However, death is the destination of everyone, and no one can change his fate. I don't believe in God, nor do I believe there is a god. Maybe there is a soul, but it is elusive and cannot be grasped. So you really left this world and us forever, and the last traces of you merged with the wind into Jerusalem. If there really is a soul, there really is a world, and out of respect for your beliefs, you will not be tortured in hell, but ascend to heaven, free from the pain and troubles you suffered in the world, and bathe in a paradise called "Jerusalem", like a newborn baby. Amen. "
Looks good, likes it, likes it very much?
Horror movie! Don't dare to look!
I really like their stories, they are warm and I am looking forward to new stories. What about the author? The National Day is almost over.
Lai Lai won't be the last spiritual master, right?