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Flowers in the Garden The mist and rain make it cold, and I dream about Jiangnan. North of the Yao River, there are bandits among gentlemen. There is a beautiful woman with a confusing life experience. Lin Gong is here, and the road is like jade. I once thought it was best to stay together, but later I realized that the oath was just a prevarication for each other's fear of losing. As long as the world is, and as far away as the mountains and rivers are, they can never cross the gap between life and death, and are i 101Favorites542Clicks/ch32Nutrition
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I Only Remember My Name In these barren years, you lost me and I forgot you. Only the name is still remembered. No matter how long the time is, how long the years are, no matter how short this life is, or how far the next life is, I will always remember that you love me. (This rough work of 16 years, I wrote it intermittently on my own notebook for more than two years before finally posting it to Jinjiang~ The writing style and plot are immature, just read it as a primary school student's composition~? I'm comforting 15Favorites388Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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One Ruo, One Thousand Hengs Xianxia Concept: Ancient Xianxia 1Favorites419Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Angel Makes Your Wish We don't know where we came from, and we don't know where we are going. We seem to be just an accident of life, with no purpose, no hope, nothing we really like or truly yearn for. So we live inactively all day long, imagining what the gods in the ninth heaven are doing all day long. Are they wandering around aimlessly like us day after day, and then waiting for five hundred years of silence, and then turn into a piece of colorful foam, disappear silently under the sunlight, and completely turn 1Favorites369Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Don't Be Happier Than Me I still hope that you will not be happier than me. —Favorites53Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Qianheng Deed That day it was windy and cloudy, and the peach forest that had been quiet for three hundred years suddenly bloomed. I stood at the end of the flowers, looking at the valley that had blossomed into a sea of flowers overnight. My breath almost turned into cold snow, and my mind was blank and desolate. His figure was elegant and slender, the book in his hand was gently held by jade fingers, and he stood on the top of the valley, far away from me. "Master Ye." I called softly, perhaps because I w —Favorites4Clicks/ch—Nutrition