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Smoke
Mystery烟气
Master Xuan Cannot Dream Of It
I'm afraid of dying, and what I'm most afraid of is that someone will feel sorry for me.
I'm afraid of dying, and what I'm most afraid of is that someone will feel sorry for me.

End of Summer
Mystery末夏尾端
Master Xuan Cannot Dream Of It
No one came to collect my body. My body was already cold and my blood had been dried by the sun. I found that I could move, and I slowly sat up. Am I not dead? Or am I already dead? I put my hand on my chest and my heart stopped. Am I a lonely soul now? I found that your hair is mixed with blood and has been dried by the sun. Your hair has become stuck in clumps. It feels very uncomfortable and exudes a stench. I just want to wash my hair now. The street lights around the teaching building were all on and it was already dark. Walking along the long corridor, go straight next to the classroom. On the right is the staircase. Keep going forward and there will be a toilet next to it. There is a water pipe outside the toilet. The pipe was long and slender and I put my head under the faucet. I turned on the faucet, and water kept pouring out. My hair was soaked with water, and a lot of blood on my hair came out from my hair. I kept rubbing and washing my long hair. The collar of his shirt was also wet. I wring the water out of my hair and turn the faucet tight. I put my wet short hair behind and waited for the wind to dry naturally. I found that there was no one in the school. Everyone should have gone home at this time, but there were no teachers patrolling. Maybe I was a ghost. They couldn't see me or them. I walked into the toilet. Only the door of the last cubicle in the toilet could not be opened. I walked towards the last cubicle. Because I was relatively tall, I could reach the top of the door with my hands and stand on tiptoes. The person sitting in the toilet could not be considered a human being. It should be said to be a corpse.
No one came to collect my body. My body was already cold and my blood had been dried by the sun. I found that I could move, and I slowly sat up. Am I not dead? Or am I already dead? I put my hand on my chest and my heart stopped. Am I a lonely soul now? I found that your hair is mixed with blood and has been dried by the sun. Your hair has become stuck in clumps. It feels very uncomfortable and exudes a stench. I just want to wash my hair now. The street lights around the teaching building were all on and it was already dark. Walking along the long corridor, go straight next to the classroom. On the right is the staircase. Keep going forward and there will be a toilet next to it. There is a water pipe outside the toilet. The pipe was long and slender and I put my head under the faucet. I turned on the faucet, and water kept pouring out. My hair was soaked with water, and a lot of blood on my hair came out from my hair. I kept rubbing and washing my long hair. The collar of his shirt was also wet. I wring the water out of my hair and turn the faucet tight. I put my wet short hair behind and waited for the wind to dry naturally. I found that there was no one in the school. Everyone should have gone home at this time, but there were no teachers patrolling. Maybe I was a ghost. They couldn't see me or them. I walked into the toilet. Only the door of the last cubicle in the toilet could not be opened. I walked towards the last cubicle. Because I was relatively tall, I could reach the top of the door with my hands and stand on tiptoes. The person sitting in the toilet could not be considered a human being. It should be said to be a corpse.

Wei Concubine
Ancient Romance未妃
Master Xuan Cannot Dream Of It
Knowing that her appearance was ruined, she never put anything in the house that could reflect her appearance, but she still knew very well that with her ingenuity, she would definitely give her the best look, except for a look that even a skylark could not change. Murong Li held her hand that was combing her hair and felt a little sad: "You shouldn't have accompanied me in the marriage at the beginning." With her appearance, she will definitely have a better future in the future, but after accompanying her to this place, she has nothing left. She, Murong Li, can't even protect herself, let alone Skylark? She was still so gentle: "There is no word "shouldn't". Have to meet in life
Knowing that her appearance was ruined, she never put anything in the house that could reflect her appearance, but she still knew very well that with her ingenuity, she would definitely give her the best look, except for a look that even a skylark could not change. Murong Li held her hand that was combing her hair and felt a little sad: "You shouldn't have accompanied me in the marriage at the beginning." With her appearance, she will definitely have a better future in the future, but after accompanying her to this place, she has nothing left. She, Murong Li, can't even protect herself, let alone Skylark? She was still so gentle: "There is no word "shouldn't". Have to meet in life

Nian Family
Light Novel年家
Master Xuan Cannot Dream Of It
During the Chinese New Year, the family gets together and says, "Eat dumplings, eat dumplings!" Every year on the first day of the first lunar month, we sit together and eat dumplings made by grandma herself. I heard from my grandma that eating dumplings during the New Year is an old custom in my hometown in Shandong, and it has been very popular in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Grandpa, whenever he eats dumplings, he has to talk about allusions that I can recite by heart: Eating dumplings means "Gengsui Jiaozi", "Zi" means "Zi Shi", "Jiao" and "Jiao" are homophonic, and it means "happy reunion" and "good luck". No wonder the annual dumpling feast is an indispensable "feast" in my family, especially this year's Spring Festival, which added a new joy. On the first day of the new year, it was time to eat dumplings again. My aunt said to me mysteriously: "Jiaojian, grandma's dumplings are different today." "What's different about the dumplings?" I asked curiously. "One of the dumplings this time is wrapped with dates. Whoever eats this special dumpling will surely have all their wishes come true. So, everyone should write down their New Year's wishes before eating." After hearing what my aunt said, I was so happy that I couldn't wait to grab the pen and paper. I was about to write "Wish me progress in my study", but then I thought, my grandpa had just had an operation, so I should wish him good health. So, I wrote down my New Year's greetings in a serious manner. I just wanted to see what other people wrote, but to my surprise, everyone was covering their heads tightly and couldn't even see it.
During the Chinese New Year, the family gets together and says, "Eat dumplings, eat dumplings!" Every year on the first day of the first lunar month, we sit together and eat dumplings made by grandma herself. I heard from my grandma that eating dumplings during the New Year is an old custom in my hometown in Shandong, and it has been very popular in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Grandpa, whenever he eats dumplings, he has to talk about allusions that I can recite by heart: Eating dumplings means "Gengsui Jiaozi", "Zi" means "Zi Shi", "Jiao" and "Jiao" are homophonic, and it means "happy reunion" and "good luck". No wonder the annual dumpling feast is an indispensable "feast" in my family, especially this year's Spring Festival, which added a new joy. On the first day of the new year, it was time to eat dumplings again. My aunt said to me mysteriously: "Jiaojian, grandma's dumplings are different today." "What's different about the dumplings?" I asked curiously. "One of the dumplings this time is wrapped with dates. Whoever eats this special dumpling will surely have all their wishes come true. So, everyone should write down their New Year's wishes before eating." After hearing what my aunt said, I was so happy that I couldn't wait to grab the pen and paper. I was about to write "Wish me progress in my study", but then I thought, my grandpa had just had an operation, so I should wish him good health. So, I wrote down my New Year's greetings in a serious manner. I just wanted to see what other people wrote, but to my surprise, everyone was covering their heads tightly and couldn't even see it.