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  1. Warm Winter in Hongqiao Romance16k WordsOngoing Xiang Dongyang has had a dream since she was a child, a dream about meeting Prince Charming. She thought, she would never go on a blind date. How could she meet Prince Charming on a blind date? When he reached the age, under the coercion of his cousin, Dongyang went on a blind date and actually met Prince Charming, but Prince Charming came with his girlfriend. Yi Hongqiao and Xiang Dongyang both had their own little plans, so they pretended to be on a blind date for their own purposes, but in th 1Favorites9Clicks/chNutrition
  2. Meeting Your First Love in Hell After Death Romance10k WordsOngoing What should I do if I find that something is not right about the new undead from hell? Intention: Love in the world is great Favorites17Clicks/chNutrition
  3. Track RomanceOngoing Invisible orbits exist in reality and fantasy. Purpose: True love is eternal FavoritesClicks/ch10Nutrition
  4. Just Life 1k WordsOngoing The regrets of Qiu Wan'er and Yu Liqing's three years of living together illustrate the sad aspects of love between men and women in today's society. I thought it was a life-long commitment, but it was just a "drift in the hall". I lost myself and found a new self. Concept: Love is not a necessity in life, material things are Favorites148Clicks/chNutrition
  5. Ji Lian Romance14k WordsOngoing The entire Zhao family in Qingzhou was massacred, and a fire finally ended the crime. Only Zhao Jilian, the fourth child of the Zhao family, escaped and entered Yunmen Mountain for revenge. In the early stage, due to an unexpected combination of circumstances, a trace of kindness in his heart saved the stuttering leader Yang Xianmen... Intention: Life is like this, everything depends on human effort, the road is at your feet, just walk. Favorites309Clicks/chNutrition
  6. Why Is It Lonely, Looking at the River at a Glance Romance8k WordsOngoing When I first met her, she was wearing a dirty white tutu, with a red nose sobbing softly like an abandoned puppy. When I met her for the second time, I watched her stop the car desperately through the fog and raindrops sliding down the window, and used her pleading eyes and trembling voice to save the old woman beside her. It was as if the old man was her only support. At that time, she had already run out of lamp oil and was lifeless. She looked out the window indifferently and indifferently, a Favorites10Clicks/chNutrition