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Half Dead

Half Dead

General Fiction

Di Qing

29K0

When I first met Mei Ling, she was still a junior high school student. She had two pigtails on her head and her head was darting back and forth when she walked, giving her a cartoonish look of anger. One day, I went to Lao Mei's house with two and a half kilograms of walnut cakes bought from the food store. Lao Mei is the father of Miss Mei Ling, and I have always had a rich imagination, but something went wrong in this matter, because I did not expect, or rather I could not imagine, that Lao Mei, who has never been accustomed to me, would actually have such a big precious girl clinging to her knees. To be honest, before I met Miss Mei Ling, I thought that my fate with Lao Mei in this life was just a pair of chess friends. It was very simple and interesting to play chess and scold people in the street when we were free. I never thought that we, a pair of bad chess veterans, might evolve into some kind of relationship that is more affectionate and closer to blood than buddies. Although this is my wishful thinking. But this kind of thought lingers in my head like flies lingering around carrion. It makes my dreams become colorful, thick and light at a certain stage, and my mood is more like a bird that is constantly being released, flying wildly in the sky, ups and downs. I carefully asked myself in my heart: Could it be, could this be the legendary love?

Defend Malacca

Defend Malacca

General Fiction

Di Qing

30K0

It is not a strange thing to have thieves on New Year's Day. According to Mamo's mother's words when she was alive, whoever is not in the new year is a thief too! But this year the thieves were very aggressive, stealing things on a scale and level. For example, when thieves steal cars, they used to steal bicycles, tricycles, vans, etc. But stealing a car is not a big case! But the evening newspaper said that on the night of the 5th of the twelfth lunar month, three big "Jiefang" cars were missing in the West Street parking lot. These three big "Jiefang" vehicles were as if they had escaped from the earth. Not even the vehicles and the goods on them were missing. What was strange was that no Jiefang vehicles carrying goods were found to pass through the checkpoints set up on the main roads out of the city.

Ming Shu Banquet in Changjing

Di Qing

139K0

The young lady from the Duke's Mansion committed suicide in shame and anger after her engagement was broken off. She brought her son from afar with the mission of rescuing Jiang Furong. In the Second Song Dynasty, he flattered the powerful ministers, became a famous actor, inherited the emperor's tutor, and tortured the prince... He overthrew the Song family, and the powerful ministers and national tutors led the way. The road was long, Tingnan Ming peony was spread all over the valley, fishermen and homeless people were given a well-off society, Huaixi laid the foundation for poverty alleviation, and the frontier fortress fought bloody battles for righteousness... *** Character theater: The flower of wealth in the world - Lu Xiang: The beauty of the white peony root is so bright and unique. How did such a beautiful scene come to you? Either you are surrounded by treacherous attacks, or you are constantly being criticized... In this case, there is an empty pavilion in the courtyard, so I will give it to you to cut leeks. Jiang Shao cupped his hands and smiled: Prime Minister Lu! Boss Lu! Lu beauty! Not to mention giving you some spring vegetables every day, I can even do such rough work as pulling yarn and rubbing your back... Hey, don't go. Poor royal man - Crown Prince: You look like my little green plum... Come on, flowers should match the beauty, so that your beauty is not in vain. Jiang Shao held his hand again and said with a smile: The flowers are not blooming every day, but there is still beauty in my heart. Your flower... Has failed! The Crown Prince said regretfully: There is no more hairpin to fall in love with the beautiful face, only the smiling hairpin appears. The flower season is over, and I finally made the wrong payment... *** Literary version: Walking south from Tingzhou to the Peony Valley, I entered the capital full of thorns from the Zhou emperors. They brushed their hairpins to make people intoxicated, and the luxuriant flowers in the quagmire glowed by themselves. I had no intention of looking after the mountains and rivers, but my desire for power was narrow and unruly. The palace gate was heavy with brocade and light smoke, and the flowers of wealth in the world were blowing on my sleeves.

Ruo Jinhuan

Ruo Jinhuan

Xianxia Fantasy

Di Qing

355K01

When you travel by chance and meet a deity descending to earth? A childhood opportunity brought the two unrelated people together again seventeen years later. He proposed marriage and she wanted to run away. He teased her to kiss her back, but he continued not knowing what shame was. She said: Okay, I admit defeat! Unable to stand up to the cold-faced and sullen heart of Prince Mo, he finally managed to win over the young girl's heart of old aunt Su Ruo. He presented the sacred objects of the gods as tokens of love. She would buy new clothes as gifts and give them as gifts in return, and even put a few strands of her hair on them... Later. She recognized her teacher, but he looked coldly on her, she cultivated, but he also looked coldly on her. In grief and anger, she inserted the token of love into her heart and poured out a few drops of her heart's blood... This time, his eyes became straight! The warm yellow grass-green snake in her sleeve couldn't help twisting its small body, and in a hurry, she had an idea and struggled to speak for the people. Little Snake: Hiss... Hiss! Ye Jin: Hmm...! His eyes were clear and indifferent and he didn't care much. Little snake: Hiss, hiss... Hiss! ! Ye Jin: Hmm...? The slightly squinted eyes seemed to be filled with the azure of the deep sea, extinguishing the extreme north of the Milky Way, glowing with a dark light.

I Don't Want You to Worry About It

Di Qing

195K01

The words here are mellow, solid, compassionate, and self-reflective. When you turn a page at random, it seems that the fireworks and sounds of the world are there, homely and lingering, and the taste is particularly long-lasting.