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The girl I liked when I was young, she also likes me. But one day the attacker took over my body and hurt my lover. When he left, he put me in the abyss again... When he returned to my body, this time I... It turns out that we are all victims.

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[Soft Sweet Girl × Wild Racer] When I woke up, I became Zhou Jin, the wild king of the Beijing circle. He became a crybaby wearing a small fragrant skirt\

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Preface to "Tong Leng Lu": Why write this string of "lamps"? When I wrote this line, I just listened to two old people chatting in the supermarket in the community. 65-Year-old Uncle Zhang said: "Today's young people always talk about 'involution'. We were doing farm work at that time and went to the fields before dawn. How could we have time to talk about this?" The 20-year-old shop assistant girl next to him curled his lips and said: "You are physically tired, but we are mentally tired." One said "You don't understand our suffering" and the other said "You don't understand our suffering" - this scene actually happens every day. I began to wonder: Is the distance between people really that far away? When looking through history books, I found that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was worried about "how to make the world stable", and today's young people are worried about "how to gain a foothold in the big city", which are essentially "fear of not being able to handle the life in front of them"; Socrates asked "what is good" in the square, and today's middle-aged people are struggling with "working overtime or spending time with their children", the core of which is "fear of making the wrong choice". It turns out that thousands of years have passed, and the thing that confused people has changed its clothes and is still there. So I wanted to write such a book. Instead of writing about big principles, write about "people": about a 22-year-old girl who was in a daze about the options of taking the postgraduate entrance examination and working, and about Zeng Dian who said "I just want to go to the river to take a bath in the spring" more than 2,000 years ago; about a 35-year-old man who is calculating the mortgage payment and the education of his children. Fei Insomnia also writes about Su Shi working as a prefect in Mizhou while wondering "how to cook pork to make it delicious"; about a 70-year-old man laughing out loud when looking through old food stamps; and about Diogenes telling Alexander "Don't block my sunshine" in a barrel. The writing method is also simple: first lay out a "slice of current life" and let

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In Jiangcheng's top luxury hotel, an engagement banquet of the century is being held. The protagonist is Jiang Chen, a budding upstart in the business world, and the beauty beside him - the new star slowly approaches. She has a beautiful face and a strong aura, and every step she takes is like stepping on the heartbeats of Jiang Chen and Su Man. "Mr. Jiang, Miss Su, congratulations," she said, her red lips slightly raised, and she took out an exquisite retro perfume bottle from her handbag, "My name is Lin Wei, and I would like to send you a gift. The perfume is called "RIP". "The moment the words fell, Jiang Chen and Suman's faces turned as pale as paper.

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New Edition of Yan Tong Ji (Collected Works of Yan Shu)

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Happiness is short-lived and happiness is uncertain. You are my unfulfilled happiness There seem to be many unknown things in life, many of which we were separated from before we had time to explain them clearly. The heavy rain came so quickly, and even Shi Huien's departure was so sudden. You are the source of my happiness Xiao Huien, you are the source of my happiness. I will catch your shadow in my life and go on with "you". Be warning if you also like redemption if you also like memories if you also like blue The naughty seawater painter & the warm cloud boy Be Memoirs of a Dead Wife Dual Perspectives Redemption

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I get on and off the subway, coming and going. To it, I am just a passer-by. People come and go on the subway, and they come and go. For me, they are just passers-by. I have taken different lines with the subway, either going back or forth, or coming and going. The sound is heard, It's not the subway passing by, I passed by too~

It is said that tyrants are tyrants. How can normal people put their thoughts on tyrants? It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to defeat him, and his life will be threatened if he is not careful. She has a harmless face, but she is always careful behind her back. I wonder if she can defeat this murderous prince who has embarked on the road of tyrant. Can he change his tragic ending and return him to a sage who will go down in history?

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Once you travel through ninety-nine worlds, you are reborn and return with all your skills. If it were you, what would you do? If you haven't thought about it, then please read: Qin Yiyan said with a part of sneer and a part of nonchalance: "Then, today I will show you who is the father!" Faced with bullying, she bravely said no, but who is responsible for the consequences of a fight? Passerby A: "I'm sorry, it's all me who blocked my sister's way!" Facing a group of scheming women, Qin Yiyan said: "A gentleman talks with his words but never with his hands. Come on, sisters, let's use our brains." Passerby B and C: "Sister, we are wrong, we are the ones who missed out on the nine-year compulsory education. We shouldn't do anything in front of you. Please let us go back to study." Facing a group of men who fell under her pomegranate skirt, she was absolutely unable to seduce her! Passerby: "Little sister, from now on I am going to call you 'you'." Yi Yan raised her head and said, "Really? Then call daddy first to hear it." Passerby: "I'm sorry, I overestimated my ability. I really can't seduce you!" Facing her three brothers, she could hide whenever she could, but who would tell her that these brothers who were vying to be nice to her were really her brothers? It didn't matter that something was wrong with her brothers, but when she saw the people who were entangled with her in the fast-traveling world, her worldview almost collapsed! So what should she do? A certain humble male protagonist: You deal with these people first, and then we can have a "proper" chat!

Ten years later, the warm memories of youth are still hot in people's hearts

There is such a woman in the world, with eyebrows like spring mountains and eyes hidden in the sea. She does not strive for beauty with heavy make-up, but relies on her gentle temperament to establish herself in the world; she looks elegant and generous, but her heart is soft and delicate, and she turns kindness into an upbringing that is engraved in her bones and blood. This is not a legend, but ten slow motion periods of frozen time. In the pen and ink, she writes about her surprise when they first met, her appropriateness when getting along, and her sobriety and transparency amidst the hustle and bustle. Her beauty is contained in the skin, but moisturized in the heart. It is a human ideal of gentleness, kindness, and confidence. It describes the great luck of meeting people in the sea, and also pays tribute to the most unstained soul in the world.

The first time he saw Chen Wen, he fell in love with her, but he was too young and didn't know it was love. Until one day he saw that person again, but he couldn't hide the hatred in that person's eyes.

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Her name was Wang Chan, and she only called her that summer for one summer. His name is Xia Zhiqiu, and he has listened to that "cicada" sound all his life. A meeting at the wrong house number, three months of aimless wandering, a ring engraved with each other's names, and a book "A Brief History of Ukrainian Tractors" that I have never finished. She came with the fragrance of lotus and left with a cinnabar mole. He left the wedding in the air and left the ring on the empty chair. Later, when he got old, he forgot what she looked like, but he still remembered to draw her. Later, a girl named Wang Banqiu opened the door of the nursing home. The cicada sounds again. This story is about: One person lived another person's life in three months.

The nine-tailed fox deep in the dense forest is the most outstanding-looking and intelligent being among the tribe. Its fur is as shiny as snow, and its nine-tailed swaying is stunning in the entire forest. Her love life is full of twists and turns. The first relationship was between relatives and friends, and the other person was a good match. But the longer they got along, the more she realized that she didn't have love in her heart, and she would rather be single than settle. Later, at the forest sports meeting, she fell in love with a spirit fox at first sight. She took the initiative to pursue him and pursued him passionately. Within a few days, they were together hand in hand. The two fell in love vigorously and were about to get married. In the days after her breakup, her childhood sweetheart always accompanied her silently and comforted her. Their parents were also very satisfied, so she let her marriage take its course. A year after her marriage, she gave birth to a cute little fox girl, while her husband was away running away to support the family. Her life seemed stable and sweet, but the cuteness eventually disappeared over time. From being perfunctory and alienated to staying out all night, the three-year marriage finally came to an end. From then on, she raised her daughter alone. The little fox inherited her intelligence and beauty, and excelled in everything. She finally let go of the past, traveled alone through the mountains, rivers and forests, and lived her most comfortable life.

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Human emotion is like a double-edged sword. Scratch you, mark me.

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There is rarely such a woman in the world. She can see the moonlight of the mountains and rivers in her eyes, and the gentleness of the world can be found in her heart. She is intelligent but not ostentatious, gentle and affectionate, but also has a strong character. This is not a legend of ups and downs, but a slice of ten frames of time. Using pen and ink as a mirror, we can see her appearance - her beauty without clothes and make-up, her softness when she bends down to feed stray cats, her transparency in solving the puzzle in the midst of turmoil, and her tenacity that is neither humble nor arrogant hidden under the gentle appearance.

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Not late at the inn, for those with tough lives

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In the quiet corridor on duty late at night, she guarded an unoccupied workstation and also guarded a heartbeat that no one knew about. He was the sender who appeared regularly, the stranger whom she remembered countless details, and the only light in the darkness. There is no confession, no intersection, only restrained staring and silent waiting. It wasn't until she finally asked a small question that she slowly understood-- She doesn't have to be obsessed with a certain beam of light, she can also leave her own traces in her own night.

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"Nothing to live for the rest of my life" The rest of my life is vast. There is no boat to cross love and hate. There is no shore to cross for obsession. Each chapter is independent and every word is regretful for life. \

After three years of marriage, Lu Zhiyan hated Su Wanxing and believed that she was the murderer of Bai Yueguang. He watched her with cold eyes as she ate cold meals and cheap medicines, and even ridiculed her for being "addicted to pretending to be ill" when he knew she had unbearable abdominal pain. Until Su Wanxing died on the anniversary of Bai Yueguang's death. Lu Zhiyan thought he was free, but while sorting out his belongings, he discovered a shocking secret that had been hidden for three years-- It turned out that the person who risked his life to save him was never Su Nianhe, but the "mute" sister who was pushed into the abyss by his own hands. At that moment, the belated truth turned into the bluntest knife, cutting Lu Zhiyan's remaining life into pieces. He had burned paper in front of her grave for thirty years, but he couldn't even get her to look back. It turns out that the most cruel revenge in the world is not hatred, but that I have completely forgotten you.

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