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"Wait for me after get off work. I'll give you the red envelope." - These five words sent her into a cage of confinement. In order to please her boss, Mr. Chen, Su Qing, a junior employee, gritted her teeth and accepted a huge red envelope of 5,000 yuan, but accidentally passed it on to a large group of nearly 200 people in the company! She panicked and withdrew immediately, but she did not escape the eyes of the company's actual leader, the ruthless president Gu Tingchen. What is even more shocking is that the newly married Mr. Chen disappeared mysteriously the next day. Gu Tingchen publicly announced at the morning meeting: "The position of the company boss's wife is vacant." Subsequently, Su Qing was forcibly transferred to the president's "personal assistant"...

Record every bit of warmth with my children at any time, the children who grow up with me

Three years of love resulted in endless belittling and mental control (PUA). Su Nian finally sobered up and broke up with her boyfriend Chen Yu decisively after being ridiculed by saying, "You are nothing without me." She used her remaining two hundred yuan to buy a lottery ticket as a "ceremony" to bid farewell to the past. She thought she would face a difficult life alone, but she didn't expect that when she woke up the next day, she found that she had won a huge prize of 300 million! Life restarts in an instant. Su Nian quickly completed her image transformation and wealth layout, transforming from a humble "Cinderella" into a dazzling top socialite.

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After graduating with a master's degree in landscape architecture design, Zi Jincheng joined the company of the president's wife, Shi Qihan, as the vice president. With his talent and grounding skills, he won recognition from customers for the company many times. Secretary Yilin, who wanted to win over her love, obstructed her and tried her best to destroy the relationship between Zi Jincheng and Shi Qihan, while Min Shi Qihan, the female CEO with keen insight into the company's pros and cons, believed in her husband's character, and tried her best to suppress the rumors spread by her secretary Yilin. She also created opportunities for her husband many times to prove that her decision was right. Zi Jincheng, who only loves his wife, was afraid that his wife would misunderstand him, so he secretly wore a trip recorder every time he went on a business trip...

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"Little Rain, No Words" is an unfinished poem composed by Mr. Yu about life. Every drop of rain falls on the shoulders of time, making a slight sound; every piece of tranquility hides a silent confession. Mr. Yu picked up those unnoticed moments one by one and wrote them into letters sent to distant places, unsigned and unsealed. A flower on the roadside laughed and withered in the wind; the candlelight at night swayed with a silent sigh; the bowl of noodles in front of me was still steaming, but it couldn't hold any warmth; the maple leaves in autumn fell all over the sky, taking away what seemed like farewell, but what fell was silence. These tiny pictures were gently wiped away from the dust and re-arranged in this book, waiting for a pair of eyes to find their lost meaning. "Little Rain" is ordinary and gentle, like fragments falling from the sky; "Weiyu" is silent and complicated, the truth that has not yet been told. Here, the author writes down the stories hidden in the details slowly and slowly, as if to remind you: the world is so noisy, but the things that are really worth remembering are always those things that are so small that they are almost forgotten. If you are willing to open "Little Rain, No Words", please bring a silent heart, listen to the sound of falling rain, and feel the unspoken tenderness and irony. Maybe you will find that those seemingly ordinary words hide the truest weight of life - while smiling, you are awakened.

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The trapped bird didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. He often envied the wild geese flying south, and occasionally felt lucky that he had someone to take care of his food and shelter. But it always feels like there is something lacking in this life.

"The little ancestor doesn't want to be reincarnated" When Xu Yue woke up after the operation, there was a "bug" in Xu Yue's world - a nagging little figure that only she could see, floating in the air and commenting on the joys and sorrows of the world. She thought she was hallucinating under the anesthesia - a small figure with pigtails and a red skirt floating in the air, but he knew everything about her "life and death" and even commented sharply on the patient next door. Until she returned home from the hospital, the little ancestor who claimed that she "didn't want to be reincarnated" was still following her. Her family members gathered around her to greet her, and her husband Qin Ling never left her, but she was the only one who could see and hear her. She exposed Xu Yue's strong dignity, and also acted as the most ruthless "off-site commentator" in her delicate relationship with her husband's family. What's even weirder is that she seems to know some secrets that even Xu Yue hasn't noticed... When life gradually returned to normal, this little ancestor began to "make trouble": the milk in the refrigerator disappeared inexplicably, old photos of her husband suddenly appeared water-stained, and she had serious conversations in an empty corner late at night. He even floated between Xu Yue and Qin Ling, pointing to his stomach with tears in his eyes: "Mom, this time... Be careful of that uncle in the white coat." Xu Yue felt a chill go down her spine. Didn't that obstetrician, who always has a warm smile, just make an appointment for me to have a follow-up examination next week?

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Essays recording primary school life,

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He has an angelic face, but he is very sinister, eating and waiting to die, and is cynical. She is a doctor with social phobia and low emotional intelligence. People on two roads have a touching story because of their special fate, thus changing the fate of the two people. He began to make serious efforts, and she began to accept the reality.

Will there be a chance to be reborn? Will there be a revolving door before death? Zhou He Chunsheng didn't know either. He didn't know where Tang Su was waiting for him. Six years may be said to be long or short, but it may be said to be long, but in fact it is just like a dream. If it is said to be short, it is actually like a lifetime. When they met again, she really became the owner of the coffee shop. Everything was run according to her own preferences, but there seemed to be other people's things mixed in. The flowers on the table, the color of the table... Zhou He Chunsheng fell in love again, no, still in love with this not-so-perfect her. Can love really transcend everything, including life and death? Is the spring of Zhou He Chunsheng coming soon... (The story unfolds from the perspective of the male protagonist, please feel free to enter)

In key high schools, scores are king. I am Xu Zhiyi. I handed in a blank paper on the first day I transferred to another school and was labeled as a "scumbag". Chen Yanzhou was number one in grade, cold and aloof, and was forced to be my tutoring partner. I fell asleep while he was lecturing on the topic, but when I woke up, the draft paper was filled with steps to solve the problem, with the word "annoying" written on it. Surveillance was everywhere in the school. I used sick notes to skip classes and hid in the old library to read unpopular books-these books he mentioned casually. He began to wonder: Is this scumbag really unable to listen to the class? Or just listen to his class? From resistance to love, I ran away from him, he taught me to learn, and I stole his heart. A youthful game about approaching and escaping quietly unfolds.

Legend has it that if you wish on a shooting star, your wish will come true. One night after staying up all night, Chu Min happened to catch a meteor shower when she looked up, so she made a wish... When she got up the next day, something magical happened to her. She actually... Fear and surprise took over her whole body. At the same time, her wish was slowly approaching her.

After knowing that I had faked my death, the corner of his mouth smiled crazily. He will not let me escape from His grasp.

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[Republic of China + Cute Baby + Koi + Group Pet + No CP] The little nanny Maomao followed her mother into the Governor's Mansion. Everyone laughed at her for being a loser and not being able to survive more than three days. Who would have thought that when she cried, the marshal's mansion would turn into a disaster; when she smiled, the whole city's business would be booming; with a finger of her little hand, gold mines, secret recipes, and noble people would all come to her doorstep! The eldest brother took her to ride a big horse, the second brother was a doctor to protect her health, the third brother pampered her like a little princess, and the fourth brother rehabilitated her broken leg. The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes, her aunts rushed to hug her, and even the bosses of the chamber of commerce and the leaders of the Youth Gang were vying to be the godfather! Dashuai Lou slapped the table: This is my little lucky star from heaven. Whoever dares to snatch it will be killed by me!

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Is it just a transaction, is there no love between us? Duan Junglin, I am Zhou Yanli, look into my eyes and tell me, did you do all this? You made me lose everything in the second half of my life. I finally fell in love with you. I thought I had come out. Now you tell me that all this is thanks to you. "Duan Jungle, you saved me and then killed me." Under the sunset, Zhou Yanli said to Duan Shulin, "I don't forgive the past, but I accept you now."

Three hundred poems

A conversation between two college classmates, a discussion about consciousness and reality. One is from the perspective of consciousness, the other is from the perspective of reality. Day after day, year after year. After they graduated, they still came to the riverside of the university to discuss these contents.

I am a person walking among mountains and rivers, Watching the snow fall reminds me of the tranquility of life; When you look at flowers blooming, you see the color of hope; Watching the silhouette of the crane passing over the autumn pond, I felt my heart lighten up. I write about the wind, the rain, the dusk, the clear sky, Not to describe the scene, But to put an uneasy heart in the scene. I have also been ups and downs in love, Know how to let go in tears, Learn to be reborn through laughter. Therefore, "enlightenment" often appears in my poems. It's not about seeing through the world of mortals, But understand yourself. I am not a person who only writes about romance. When I see suffering, my heart aches; When you see injustice, you will question it; When I see people being silent, I can't help but speak up for them. Because I know, Poetry is not only landscape, but also responsibility. There is a fairy living in my heart, I like the depths of the clouds and I don't know where they are, I like drinking under the fairy tree, I like the shadow of the sword dancing drunkenly on the snowy night. That is my yearning for freedom, The desire for transcendence. But I prefer to be a sober mortal, Drink tea, listen to cicadas, watch leaves fall, Talk to yourself late at night, Taste all kinds of flavors in the ordinary. So I write poetry. Poetry is my mirror, See the path I have walked; Poetry is my boat, Carry me through the lows; Poetry is my sword, Let me not bow down in the face of injustice; Poetry is also my wine, Let me indulge in a moment when I am tired. I don't seek fame, I don't seek fame, I just want to live truthfully in words, Find a cleaner self in poetry.

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A and B Chai enter the intranet,

This is a true story! One day in the summer, on the small road in Qingshazhang, a man knocked a young man walking in front to the ground with a pickaxe... It was a fratricide between relatives!

After dressing up as a mortal villain, I rewrote everyone's script with just one pen. My name is Zhang San, a third-rate screenwriter who writes vulgar online dramas. When I woke up, I became the French gambling god Piercasson in Shanghai in 1937 - the joke villain in the movie "The Gambler 2" who was destined to be pissed to death by the sentence "Tiger shooting tonight". The world showed its fangs to me: if I wanted to escape, my boat ticket would automatically turn into an invitation to a gambling game; if I wanted to pretend to be sick, my sleeping pills would all turn into vitamin pills. My reflection in the mirror sneered and warned me: "Pircassone must die, this is what the audience expects." Until I discovered that the pen I brought from reality in my pocket could write "instructions" that distorted reality in the palm of my hand. [Mute] can make the world mute, and [Truth] can pry open the NPC's mouth. I used it to instigate an army of villain followers and rescued the kidnapped Zhou Xingzu and his silly sweet girlfriend Rumeng. It turns out that Yoshiko Kawashima is no ordinary villain. She is the defender of the "script", a pathological "original party". She kidnapped and coerced me just to ensure that every classic scene in the movie was performed exactly as it should be - including my death from vomiting blood. Now, there is only one day left before that fatal gamble. Me, Zhou Xingzu, and Da Jun, the three people who were supposed to be the "villain", "protagonist" and "lackey" formed an alliance. In front of us is Kawashima Yoshiko, who holds a complete script and can mobilize the power of the world. But I know a secret that she doesn't know: the greatest arrogance of all writers is that they never believe that the characters they write will change their lines on their own. Tomorrow, when the spotlight comes on, the gambling begins. I won't say "shine my shoes" anymore. I can

Suddenly, the venomous enemy appeared in front of him. As a popular "vicious female supporting role" professional, is her fortune now in full swing, or is she downright unlucky? "Is it so difficult to admit that you also have feelings for me?" "Do I have feelings for you?" The sweet voice suddenly became colder, and she felt that this guy must be here to cause trouble again. "How many times have we kissed?" He said this abruptly. Her beautiful slender eyebrows were tightly knitted, and before she could speak, his next words silenced her. "If you really disliked me, you should have slapped me away the first time, right? And this afternoon, you were obviously in love. If someone hadn't come to call you..." "Who is in love!" She immediately shouted at the other person as if her tail was stepped on. When a "new vicious female supporting role" meets an "old schoolmate from the past". They say they are friends, but they are still ambiguous; they say they are confidants, but they always like to pinch each other. Not to mention that he had a poisonous mouth that was always trying to annoy her in various ways, but it also made her heart beat faster and she couldn't stop at all.

When I opened my eyes, I was shaving in front of the mirror with my hands on my hips. And my scumbag husband was sitting on the toilet with his eight-month-old belly, howling in pain. "Honey, save me... My waist is about to break!" I sneered and touched his handsome face: "Why are you so anxious? Didn't you say that you are just pregnant and it won't delay your work?" I turned around and took his mobile phone and sent a voice message to his little lover: "Dear, have you got your dad's shares?" The scumbag was so angry in the toilet that his amniotic fluid almost broke, but I calmly signed my name on the transfer agreement in his name.

The sudden world war destroyed almost everything on the surface and wiped out all living things, leaving only a ruins made of reinforced concrete. CER-1124 is a humanoid robot made of old world technology. While searching for human survivors, he accidentally met a human girl and took her with him on a journey to find other survivors, and gradually uncovered the truth about the destruction of the old world... (Purely a hobby, updated from time to time)

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Everyone has their own story

On the day of my aortic dissection surgery, my husband Bai Yueguang posted on WeChat that her manicure was broken. The operation site was dangerous and he was facing high paraplegia due to spinal ischemia. The hospital urgently called him back. "I am an authoritative cardiac surgeon and also her attending physician. Even if her aorta ruptures, she will not die. If she is really paralyzed, my salary is enough to support her." All the cardiac surgeons are dragging me to race on the line of life and death. My cell phone lying next to the operating table received a message from him. "If you become paralyzed, I will arrange a nursing home for you. Rourou just got divorced and has no place to live. She will live in our house first."

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In the last life, Song Fuchuan canceled our engagement with me and chose to marry Jiang Muge because no one in the capital dared to marry her because he had been on the battlefield. On the day of the wedding, Jiang Muge said in public: "I have always regarded Brother Song as a brother, but I am the only daughter of the Jiang family and must carry on the family line. Song Fichuan, who was standing aside, agreed with Jiang Muge's words and asked me to wait for him for a year. When Jiang Muge becomes pregnant, they will divorce. I will wait as soon as possible. They gave birth to five sons in a row, and the Jiang family was prosperous enough. But Jiang Muge said: "What's the point of having a son? I have to wait until I have a daughter. Sister-in-law, you have been waiting for seven years. You can wait for another nine months for me to give birth to a daughter, and then you can reconcile with Brother Song." "I took a look at the handkerchief that was coughing up blood. I was depressed because of Song Fuchuan's murder that day, and I didn't have much time left, so I asked Song Fuchuan to send me on my last journey. He asked me to wait before I died on the grounds that Jiang Muge was giving birth to a child. Jiang Muge finally got his wish and gave birth to a daughter, and I He was twenty-two years old. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the time when I was sixteen. At this moment, Jiang Muge was performing a "tea art". I picked up the Biluochun and poured it over: "Sorry, General Jiang, I missed it. You are a man, you won't care about a little girl like me." "

On the day my fiancée pretended to have lost her memory, she took me to the Civil Affairs Bureau and turned the marriage certificate we just received the day before into a divorce certificate. Two days later, my carefully prepared wedding took place as usual. The bride is still her, but the groom is her ex-boyfriend who was on and off. When we met again, her eyes were red and she pulled my hand: "Xu Muchen, where have you been? Why haven't you come to me for so many days?" I pretended to be confused, as if I were looking at a stranger: "Miss, who are you? Do we know each other?"

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, my husband's Qingmei posted a message on Moments. [The hotel was full during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I had to share a hotel room with my good brother! ] In the photo, she has short neutral hair and stands by the swimming pool in the hotel room. Behind her, a young and handsome man appeared in the pool.

The two cars collided and I was knocked out of the car window, but my cousin was tightly protected in Fu Shenxing's arms. My water broke and I needed surgery urgently. The medical staff went around looking for my family members, but no one responded. My cousin had her cervix opened and the pain was unbearable. Fu Shenxing requested to go to Wu Pain immediately and accompany my cousin throughout the whole process. I really envy my cousin for having a caring and gentle soul.

On the day my fiancé pretended to have lost his memory, he took me to the Civil Affairs Bureau and turned the marriage certificate we had just received the day before into a divorce certificate. Two days later, my carefully prepared wedding took place as usual. The groom is still him, but the bride is his ex-girlfriend who was on and off. When we met again, his eyes were red and he pulled my hand: "Lin Yuwei, where have you been? Why haven't you come to me for so many days?" I pretended to be confused, as if I were looking at a stranger: "Who are you, sir? Do we know each other?"

One year after my wife had an unexpected miscarriage of her first child, I wanted to have another child. But she said that her health was not healed yet and she kept refusing.

I always have weird dreams. In the dream, the husband ignored his son and pushed his daughter into the fish pond. The next day, my son called his wet nurse "Mother" in front of me. My husband was angry: "My daughter drowned, and you beat and scolded Brother Heng. Now Brother Heng is so afraid of you that he takes someone else as your mother. You should reflect on your failure." I reflected on it. I also dreamed that my husband was holding the baby born by the wet nurse and secretly placed it next to me to raise. It turns out that my son was not born to me. When my husband held a grand birthday party for their son, I brought my daughter's body back from the mass grave. Take down the red lanterns in front of the Hou Mansion and hang up the white lanterns used for funerals. I also decided to hold a big funeral banquet for my dead daughter.

The two cars collided and I was knocked out, but Gu Yunchen held my cousin tightly in his arms. My liver and spleen were ruptured and I needed surgery urgently. My cousin's spleen was injured and she lost blood, but Gu Yunchen immediately transferred all the blood bags in the hospital to accompany my cousin throughout the whole process. I lost too much blood and was lying in critical condition in the operating room. The medical staff went around looking for my family members, but no one responded.

The two cars collided and I was knocked out, but Fu Tingxue held my cousin tightly in her arms. My liver and spleen were ruptured and I needed surgery urgently. My cousin's spleen was injured and he lost blood, but Fu Tingxue immediately transferred blood bags from all the hospitals to accompany my cousin throughout the whole process. I lost too much blood and was lying in critical condition in the operating room. The medical staff went around looking for my family members, but no one responded.