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A suspenseful short story about a girl, is she alive or dead, is this a dream or is everything real?

[A new author, writing a book for the first time, my writing is not good, please forgive me. This article dismantles the Sanwu cp, and does not criticize the protagonist or Wuhun Palace. If you mind, please do not disturb me. ] When Tang San was two years old, Tang Hao brought back a little baby. From then on, Tang San had a younger sister. For Tang San, who had the soul of an adult, although this sister appeared a bit suddenly, he was still very happy to have another relative. But, why is there always a little rabbit next to my sister? Can you still talk? ! Tang San: "What was that just now?!" Tang Qinghan: "My little rabbit~" Tang San: "Why can it enter your body?!" Tang Qinghan blinked his big soft and cute eyes and asked doubtfully: "It's always been okay, what's wrong?" Tang San expressed that he was greatly shocked, but for the safety of his sister, Tang San decided to stay with his sister from now on, and he wanted to protect his sister.

Lin Zi thought, how could there be such an arrogant and arrogant person in the world? He said she wasn't pretty enough when they met for the first time, picked on her clothes when they met for the second time, and the third time... Come on, she really didn't want to see him again. Mr. Ke felt that it was too much for her to treat others with a pleasant manner, but to treat him coldly. What did he say? Isn't that just telling the truth? After all, he is also a major shareholder of the film and television company, so how can he be wrong in judging people?

I also had a banquet with Ma Qiong in the forest, holding a gold cup made of jade wine; I have also spoken out in court and given advice to the world on mountains and rivers; I also fought to the north of the Great Wall, and my sword galloped across the desert; I once wore black gauze and a python robe. What does wealth and splendor do to me? The male rabbit's feet are twitching, the female rabbit's eyes are blurry, and the two rabbits are walking next to each other. How can they tell whether I am male or female? When all the troubles were over, I took off my golden crown and tied my hair, took off my brocade robe and black gauze, and carried a moonlight with me, and returned home. Who could have known that the beauty in the blouse and plain skirt was the outstanding literary talent of that year...