Xiangyang

I close the comment section because I am afraid it will affect my creation. Reading pirated articles will by default prevent disaster for the author. Copywriting: The first time Gu Jinmang met Liang Xiaoman was when he was seven years old. At that time, he had just come out of the nightmare hell. He was full of hatred for strangers, roared like a trapped animal in front of Xiaoman, and knocked over the dishes on the table as if to vent his anger. The second time Gu Jinmang met Liang Xiaoman was on the second day. He found that the other person was a pitiful little lame man. He walked with his shoulders raised and lowered, and spoke cautiously. He shyly took out the candy in his trouser pocket and the handmade painting behind him, tilted his head and asked him, "Xiaomang, do you want some candy?" Gu Jinmang met Liang Xiaoman for the third time. He slowly walked into his room and painted quietly beside him. The sunlight outside the window fell on his long eyelashes. After he finished painting, he said softly, "Xiaomang, this is for you." When Gu Jinmang was young, he tore up countless paintings given to him by Liang Xiaoman, but he repaid them in his later life, with the sincere and awkward attachment of a child, the impulsive and passionate love of a young man, the humble pleas that were almost shameful, and the delusion that seemed to come back from the ashes of death. "Liang Xiaoman, I, Gu Jinmang, will always love you until death." ※Gong and Shou are not related by blood. ※The end of the column: After the death of thousands of people, the traitor becomes the immortal king. ※Monthly column: I fell in love with my ex-boyfriend after my death. After the beautiful woman fell in love, my ex became my neighbor. It's a soft dream. Advance payment: No turning back As the most famous diamond king in Yun City, Qin Fang has a good appearance, but his temper is a bit muddled. He has pampered beauties like a crucian carp across the river. Recently, he has adopted a college student who can dance. He has a good figure and beautiful appearance, but he is too shy and will blush if he is teased a few times. Everyone knows that Qin Fang cannot concentrate for more than three months and gets bored when he succeeds, but this time he insisted on talking to this little boy for several years, constantly providing resources and stages to others. The friend saw something was wrong and asked him, "You are not serious about Lin Wu, are you?" "Why are you serious about talking to me here when you come out to play?" Qin Fang took a deep breath of his cigar, slowly blew out a smoke ring from his thin lips, flicked the ashes, and said with a haughty attitude, "It's just a pet." Lin Wu, who was standing at the door at that time, finally understood what was wrong over the years. It turned out that that was the case. He blocked Qin Fang that night and flew abroad alone. Later, the shy and weak ugly duckling gradually transformed into a beautiful white swan, flew out of Yun City, and walked to a place out of Qin Fang's reach. No matter how hard he stalked him, his attitude did not loosen. The drizzle continued, and a tall man blocked the way and begged for peace shamelessly. The man who was stopped raised his eyes slightly, with red eyes, "Qin Fang, I am a human being, and I have never been a bird in your captivity." "Please get away." Pre-receipt: Sangmenxing I am a lost star. When I was eighteen years old, my father and brother died in the war, and my mother died of depression. I was the only one who survived. The emperor took pity on my loneliness and gave me a marriage to King Sheng, who had made great achievements in war in his early years and later became crazy. The servants around me also had accidents one by one. I had to believe that I was a lost star who could do anything. But the night before I got married, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was living in a book, and that I was a big disaster for the biggest villain, King Sheng. My destiny ruined many things for him, and in the end, his deeds failed, and I was the only one who was dragged to die with him. I still remember his crimson and crazy eyes before he died. He pinched my neck and said with a smile, "Time is also destiny. Since neither you nor I are tolerated by the law of heaven, then you can just go with me." He and I jumped off a cliff and fell to pieces. But why should I die? Why should he die? The world is so bad. Since God won't give a dog a way out, I will fight him out. Intention: Don't chase the light, be the light.