I'm Tired of Living After Wearing Books

[Pre-received article +++ Free from Pain and Itch +++ Please collect it! ! ! Song Zhiyu's parents died young, and he grew up in relatives' homes. He raised a child who is less courageous than a chicken and has a weak temperament that answers every question. I picked up a novel after the college entrance examination. I stayed up late to read half of it, and when I opened my eyes the next day, I was immersed in the book. In the book, the male protagonist is rich, domineering and unreasonable, while the female protagonist is poor, gentle and refuses to admit defeat. The two of them abuse each other physically and mentally for hundreds of chapters, and it makes their hearts and lungs explode. They are still entangled. But all this has nothing to do with Song Zhiyu. Because she met the male protagonist's younger brother, Lu Ran. A short-lived ghost who will die on the night of the hero's 25th birthday. *** Traveling into a book with no name on it, Song Zhiyu didn't even know that he was traveling through the book. Until she accidentally bumped into a young man on the way to school and became her back seat. He was round and round, with wounds on his face. Half of the band-aid on the lower corner of his eye had fallen off. He looked unruly and could not suppress his dignity: "My name is Lu Ran, what's your name?" From this day on, Song Zhiyu's life seemed to be full of bad luck, and he would encounter this evil star wherever he went. Being bullied to the point of tears again, Song Zhiyu hid in a deserted corner to vent his anger and muttered to himself: "Just endure it for one more month, he will die next month..." Lu Ran, who was worried about chasing him out, said: "... You dare to curse me when you are tired of living?" The next day. Song Zhiyu, who was tired of living, opened his eyes and became Lu Ran. "..." What she said about getting tired of living is not the way to get tired of living! ! ! ! ! Answer all questions x Any revenge must be avenged It's probably just a silly little story about a big bad guy and a warm little fairy. ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Pre-collection article + "Free Pain and Itch" In Gulin, smelling carp is an adjective. His iconic red lips, black hair, long and narrow eyebrows and thickly colored eyes, he is as proud as a flaming rose blooming in the cold night. Since she left home in the late winter when she was 19 years old, her scumbag father and stepmother's family have become an untouchable point for her. Cheng Yue, who accurately stepped on the thunder when they first met, became a living target, and was pricked by rose thorns every time they met. Liang Zi became more and more entangled in the tit-for-tat confrontation. He thought they would continue like this, but he didn't expect that he would be walking behind her for a full three hours on a drizzly day. In the bizarre haze, snack vendors opened orange and white parasols and hid under the same roof. Half of Wen Li's face was slightly swollen, his five finger prints were distinct, but the area around his eyes was clean, and he didn't have any intention of crying. He pointed his slender index finger at the spicy hotpot stall opposite, as lazy and casual as ever, "I want to eat it." So that day, a young man without a mobile phone walked into the rain, took off his watch, and begged for help in a grumpy tone that threatened to overthrow someone else's stall in the next second, "Don't you know Baida Xili? Can I buy your stall for millions and tens of thousands? Can I still cheat you of a bowl of spicy hotpot?!" After this second, Cheng Yue's debt was cleared. That's why later, she stood in front of the night window, smoke filled her fingers, and asked him with a slight smile. "Must you like Wen Yu? Can I do that?" Small Theater After being together. The two people who were used to quarreling as soon as they met could not adapt to the change of status for a while, and they were inexplicably reserved when they got along. Cheng Yue thought they still needed some time. Unexpectedly, one afternoon, Wen Li reached out to touch his ears and complimented him on how good-looking he was. So that afternoon, Mrs. Cheng, who was thousands of miles away, received a message from her youngest son. It had no beginning and no end, as if she had been possessed by an evil spirit. Yue Yue: [Mom, thank you. Yue Yue: [Thank you for making my ears look so beautiful. Intention: Love life, romance lasts forever.