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My husband likes to travel on a budget, so he went to the mountains to pray for blessings on New Year's Day. In order to save the 100 yuan cable car fee, he forced me to climb the mountain road for four hours. My heel was bruised and bruised, and I wanted to buy a Band-Aid. He thought the drug store in the scenic area was expensive, so he asked me to bear with it and put it on at home. I wanted to buy a sachet for peace, but he said sincerity brings wisdom, and spending money is paying IQ tax. In the blink of an eye, his female colleague who had just joined the company posted in the circle of friends the incense worth a thousand yuan per stick, as well as the extremely hard-to-find consecrated jade pendant. In the corner of the photo, a man's hand was carefully brushing away the ashes from her shoulder. What I wore on that hand was the limited-edition watch that I frugally spent three months to give him when we got engaged. The accompanying text was a dazzling boast: "Thank you, team leader, for taking me to overtake in a corner. Of course, the first good luck of the new year must be shared with the most important people~" At that moment, I understood that there is no such thing as sincerity. It was just his sincerity that he had never given to me.

On my thirtieth birthday, I received a photo from Secretary Lu Chenzhou. In the photo, Xu Yilin was naked, lying in the arms of a sleeping Lu Chenzhou. Attached below is a line of text: Jiang Mian, this is your birthday gift, do you still like it? At this time, Lu Chenzhou happened to come out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of steaming noodles. I subconsciously put the screen back on the table and asked in a hoarse voice. "Lu Chenzhou, do you still love me?" The moment I asked, I regretted it. When love needs to ask whether, no love has become the answer.

There may be commas, pauses, ellipses, and periods in life. But the comma drawn by Kasuga is the full stop Xiangyang spent his whole life completing.

This work takes the graduation season as the background and depicts a city's "silent knockout" that quietly unfolds in spring. Outside the campus where cherry blossoms are blooming, thousands of college students go to the workplace with four years of youth carefully compressed into a piece of A4 paper, only to find that what the market cares about is not "what they have learned", but "what they can bring immediately." The halo of academic qualifications and personal efforts frequently failed, and the anxiety finally converged into a question: Am I of any use? The protagonist Lin Zhan, a graduate of the Chinese Department, is the "high-level confused person" in this elimination competition. He can deconstruct literature, but cannot deconstruct the future. The imagination of elites gradually collapses in the face of reality. Just when he was trapped in unemployment and self-doubt, fate did not give him a decent opportunity, but brought an unexpected intruder - his cousin Li Jia from the county town who worked as a hairdresser. Li Jia dragged her pink suitcase into Lin Zhan's small rental house. She doesn't understand resumes and workplace rules, but she has the most direct judgment on life and the tenacity to refuse to admit defeat. Lin Zhan originally thought that he was the giver, the one who "taken in" and helped, but he gradually discovered that what this encounter took in was his broken elite dream and lost self. This is a story about graduation, confusion and mutual rescue, and it is also a redefinition of "value" and "usefulness". The story begins with a "take-in" and eventually leads to self-rescue.

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"He was ordered to lie to her, but he embroidered his sincerity into the lies; she should have hated him to the core, but on the back of the embroidered book, she read the redemption that transcended blood feud."

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No one knows where "they" came from I only know that it is the blooming of the soul It's what's wandering in my mind-- Just some stray thoughts

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There is such a bookstore in a small town, where a group of thoughtful old people often read together and chat about home affairs. There are also young people who occasionally come to read books, drink coffee, and occasionally chat with the elderly. The bookstore has also undergone renovations, but the old flavor is still retained, and the thoughts of the elderly are still there...

I took care of my paralyzed mother-in-law for five years, doing all the work and never complained. Her husband Song Qinian and her sister-in-law were the shopkeepers in front of them with a clear conscience. Today, they told me with a smile that they would give me a "big vacation." "Wanyin, we found a high-end nursing home. Mom sent her there to be taken care of, and you feel relaxed." "Our family just happened to go to the Maldives to celebrate. We have all bought the air tickets." He said "our family" without me. The "senior nursing home" he was talking about was the black institution that abused the elderly that I saw on the social news a few days ago. My mother-in-law cried and held my hand, begging me not to leave. Song Qinian opened her hand and said impatiently: "Mom, Jiang Wanyin is tired too. Let her rest. Don't be so ignorant." I looked at the family and smiled. I nodded: "Okay." Then, the day after they left for the airport, I took my mother-in-law and disappeared.

My husband and I were a model couple praised by the industry, until I suffered from postpartum depression. I escaped from the nursery, trying to block out my son's cries that wouldn't stop. Wandering around the house aimlessly, my steps stopped in front of the study. At some point, a combination lock was installed on the study door. I subconsciously raised my hand and entered the birthdays of my husband and son, both of which were wrong. I was a little nervous and excited, preparing to enter my birthday. But with a shake of his hand, he pressed 0517 into 0817. That was my sister's birthday. I stiffly pushed open the door that accidentally opened, and the next moment I was frozen in place. In the middle of the study room is a portrait that looks exactly like her husband. The husband's name is clearly written on the tablet: Qin He.

On Christmas Eve, a cross-border cold chain order suddenly appeared on the shopping app my husband and I shared. I clicked on it and saw that it was the out-of-season lychee that I had casually mentioned to my husband a few days ago. My taste often changed after I became pregnant. I didn't expect that even though my husband said it was troublesome, he still bought it for me. I touched my swollen belly and felt a warmth in my heart. But the next day, the lychees that Xie Mushi brought back were rotten, small, and dripping with black water. I thought he was being scammed. I was about to go online to ask, but suddenly I came across a post from Duoduo Ma: [My ex-husband is good at this. I casually said I wanted to eat lychees, and he remembered it for ten years. The accompanying picture is a plate of red and crystal clear lychees. I was stunned on the spot. I know the puppy in the picture. It was raised by Xie Mushi and his first love. It is still his profile picture on all social media.

"Xiaoya, when I go to Sanya this time, mom said I won't take you with me." Gu Feng said casually while stuffing sunscreen into the suitcase. I was holding my ten-day-old daughter, and the wound was still aching. "What do you mean? The whole family is going on a trip and you want me to do the confinement period alone?" Before Gu Feng could say anything, the mother-in-law rolled her eyes and spit out the melon seed peels on the floor. "How many more people do you want to serve you? Bad luck!" She pointed at the child in my arms, with a look of disgust on her face: "I went to beg my eldest grandson, and I brought someone to pay for it. Are you responsible for bumping into Guanyin?" I looked at Gu Feng. He frowned and educated me: "Mom is getting old, and she is worried about having a grandson. If you can't give birth to a baby, don't bother her." It turns out that in their eyes, I took more than 200 injections to prevent the pregnancy and went to hell. The daughter I gave birth to was just an "unlucky" loser. "Okay." I lowered my head and gently patted my daughter in my arms, my tone as calm as if I was talking about someone else's business. "Then I won't go, you guys have fun." Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, probably because he had never seen me so obedient. They didn't know that the day after they left, I changed the locks and sold the house. Lived in a confinement center with a salary of 200,000 yuan per person.

In the third month of being locked up in a dank and ruined temple, I ate myself into a 200-pound fat man just to provide the drum master with fresh human skin and prevent my adopted sister Qin Waner from the fate of being a human skin drum. On the day of skinning, I almost fainted from the pain, but I heard my fiancé's anxious cry. I tried my best to call his name, but he didn't even look back and ran straight towards Qin Wan'er. "Brother Jingchuan, I haven't eaten any water or rice all day, and I feel dizzy..." The adopted sister fell softly in his arms. Pei Jingchuan immediately turned red, picked her up and walked out. I dragged my bloody body and begged him to save me, but he slammed my hand away: "Look at you eating like a pig, it's disgusting! If it weren't for you, How could Wan'er be so hungry? ""I'll take Wan'er to the doctor first. If you're still alive, I'll come and save you!" Three days later, I was thrown into a mass grave and heard the news that the eldest son of the Pei family had married the legitimate daughter of the Qin family. When I opened my eyes again, I saw Qin Wan'er smiling and saying to me: "Sister, let's go to Yuelao Temple in the suburbs of Beijing tomorrow! It's very effective!"

On my fiftieth birthday, I got into an argument with the supermarket cashier over a 20-cent plastic bag: "It's the quality of the bag. Why should I be charged for a new bag?" Onlookers said I was a "bad guy who has grown old" and made things difficult for me just for 20 cents. But they don't know that my father-in-law has a hematological disease, which requires a fixed monthly treatment fee of 3,000 yuan. My son, who has just graduated from college, has to subsidize him with 3,000 yuan a month. I have a salary of 7,000 yuan, and I have to save 1,000 yuan to support the family expenses. Every penny can only be spent in baht. My husband thought I was embarrassed and walked away on the spot. I missed the last bus and walked home in the cold wind to save money. But I saw in the circle of friends that my husband's old classmate had bought a new car and was celebrating: [Thank you to my old classmate for the 100,000 yuan to help me upgrade my new mount ~ and ordered me a three-layer cake to warm the car ~] My husband smiled tenderly beside her. I hurriedly checked my bank card, only to find that the 100,000 yuan in emergency money I had saved between my teeth for more than 20 years had disappeared. The plastic bag in my hand broke again, but this time, I didn't want to fix it.

In the seventh year after our marriage, I finally paid off all the loans for my husband. I couldn't hide my joy and sat in the car, planning to tell my husband the good news after he finished the phone call. Until my husband's deliberately lowered voice suddenly appeared on the car's Bluetooth. "I said I would pay off your debt and I will do it. I'm married and now have a good wife. Once the debt is paid off, you and I will have nothing to do with each other!" My face froze. Pay off debt for whom? I turned my head and looked at my husband, who was holding a phone in his hand and frowning outside the car window. The next second, a female voice chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter? After all, you are too ruthless to get married. You promised me back then that you would support me for the rest of my life even if we get divorced." "I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to go abroad for a few days. Remember to pay this month's repayment." I felt cold all over and my ears were buzzing. In the past seven years, I have become sallow and thin due to fatigue, but I ended up paying off debts to my husband's ex-wife?

The prince locked down the whole city just to find the cleaning girl who left a hair tie in the cruise ship suite that night. In the first life, I took the same hair tie to replace it, thinking it could fly up the branch. Unexpectedly, the prince took a look at my ankle and smiled sinisterly: "The man that night had a birthmark on his ankle, do you have one?" Before I could defend myself, I was thrown into the high seas and fed to the sharks. In the second life, my stepsister showed the birthmark on her ankle and proudly went to recognize her. But the prince only glanced at her hair, and his face darkened: "My hair was dry and split that night. You have such long, straight black hair, how dare you lie to me?" The stepsister was sent to a mental hospital on the spot and tortured to death. In the third life, I heard that the prince was looking for someone again. My stepsister and I huddled in the back kitchen washing dishes, and no one dared to say a word. Not long after, the manager rushed into the kitchen to deliver a message. The prince was sure that the person was in the dishwashing room of the five-star hotel on the cruise ship, and the manager was given ten minutes to hand him over. My stepsister and I looked at each other's rough hands and looked at each other. We were the only dishwashers here.

After twenty years of marriage, we have never had children. Until that day, my wife came back with a ten-year-old boy and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. "Someone must inherit our family property." "Although this child is my illegitimate son, the law has now recognized his inheritance rights." She paused and added in a charitable tone. "If you also have an illegitimate child, you can also bring it back. After all, our rights are the same, and I will treat them equally." She had a winning smile on her face. She believed that I loved her miserably, and there was no way I could have an illegitimate child outside. I shuddered slightly and finally came. Illegitimate child?

On my birthday, my daughter-in-law gave my mother-in-law's dog a 99-gram gold collar, but what she gave me was a long bill. "You have been eating and drinking at the noodle shop for free for a year, and the total is 1,095 bowls of noodles. A bowl of mutton noodles costs you 18 yuan, and the total is 19,710 yuan." "Because you are my mother-in-law, I will give you a zero, and you can just transfer 19,700 to me." After the daughter-in-law said that, she put the payment code directly in front of my eyes. And my son, who I worked hard to raise, was also there to help. "Mom, you are serious. There is free white porridge in the store, but you insist on eating mutton noodles. You are old, and you don't have to work much to work, but you can eat all the good ones. You can't eat even the pigs." "Hurry up and pay the money and go back. Don't delay us cutting the cake for Lele." It turns out that this birthday party is for Lele, and Colale is just a dog.

My mother is addicted to watching short dramas and firmly believes that she, who has gone through menopause at the age of 40, is the leading literary heroine. She dresses up every day, waiting for Mr. Wang, the richest man in our community, to fall in love with her at first sight and act like a "middle-aged man's sweet pet". I didn't bother to expose her daydream. Until the day I got engaged to Mr. Wang's son, she rushed to the stage in a cheap evening dress and pointed at my future father-in-law and confessed her love to me. "Old Wang! I am your rightful daughter! Don't let that yellow-faced woman of yours hold you back any longer!" The whole audience was surprised, and the fiancé's family all turned green. I held my future mother-in-law beside me and looked at my mother and smiled. "Mom, in the short play, the money and shares of the boss are in the hands of the wife. Do you want to be a free nanny for the boss?

When he woke up, Lin Feng returned to his senior year of high school. The family is bankrupt, the parents are desperate, the former "brothers" ran away with their money, and the ridicule of the rich second generation on campus is etched on their faces. In his previous life, he suffered a life of confusion and died tragically under the wheel of a car; in this life, Lin Feng smiled when he saw the familiar sarcastic face in front of him. When the [Future Information Interface] is activated before your eyes, when the rise and fall of tomorrow's stock market becomes a plaything in the palm of your hand, when the enemy's conspiracy unfolds like a transparent script-- The gears of fate began to reverse crazily. From bankruptcy debts to technology upstarts, from the bottom of the campus to industry legends. Lin Feng just wanted to say: The life of rebirth and cheating is like taking the script of Shuangwen's male protagonist. As for those enemies from past lives? Sorry, this opponent is really not good at it.

On the day of the "Gold Medal Mediation" column, the number of viewers of the live broadcast on the entire network exploded. The woman opposite, with a bulging belly, pointed at my nose and burst into tears. "Your brother disappeared because of my pregnancy. He's still not a man!" "If you don't give me 5 million in abortion fees today, I will die in front of you, one dead and two dead!" The gold medal mediator also jumped on the case and angrily scolded me for being cold-blooded in front of the camera. "As a sister, wouldn't your conscience hurt if you actually shielded such a villain who always gave up?" The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled crazily, filled with vicious insults. "This whole family of scumbags is recommended to be shot on the spot!" "That little turtle must be a repeat offender. This scum must be chemically castrated!" Amid the cries of condemnation across the Internet, I waved to the backstage expressionlessly. Seeing the "brother" walking out, everyone who had been excited just now was completely dumbfounded.

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In the eighth year of pregnancy preparation, my husband brought home a pair of twins. "Zhi Xia, the relationship with the Ren family cannot be cut off. My genes are too good and must be passed on." "Since your belly is not up to par, I can only find someone to do it for you." "I will give you two ways: one is to leave with 500 million, and the other is to continue to be the wife. The newly born twins will recognize you as their aunt, and you will have a child without any pain." Relatives around him were all watching the joke. After all, in order to have a baby, I drank medicine until I vomited, and took ovulation injections until I couldn't find the place to inject them. A woman like me who misses her children so much would definitely kneel down to thank her and choose the second option. But I grabbed the 500 million check and signed the divorce agreement with my backhand. No other reason. I am reborn. In my previous life, I raised these illegitimate children as my own biological children, but they pulled out my oxygen tube when I was critically ill. "This old hen that doesn't lay eggs is finally dead, and our biological mother can finally come in." Once again, I'll fuck him as a good wife and loving mother.

I am a noble concubine who failed in the palace battle, but accidentally traveled to modern times and became Lu Shiyan's wife. From being an emperor's concubine to being the wife of the richest man, from being used as a political tool by the emperor, to being lovingly confessed to by Lu Shiyan, I began to hope that I would be together for the rest of my life, take care of his house, and have children. At the birthday party, Lin Anran showed up with the ball. Everyone was waiting for me to lose my composure. Even Lu Shiyan looked at me in panic, but I sighed with relief, "My husband's child is my child, so just stay at home and raise the baby." Everyone thought I was sad and crazy, and Lu Shiyan also thought I was pretending to be generous. It wasn't until I personally arranged a new woman for him that he finally got furious and asked with red eyes, "Why don't you care about me?" I just smiled gently. What do you care about? It turns out that no matter how time and space change, love remains the same in the end.

I went to the gym to cancel my card at the end of the month, and was stopped by the store manager as soon as I arrived at the front desk. "You can return the card, and 80% of the balance will be deducted as liquidated damages." The store manager pointed to my contract: "There is still a handling fee of 3,000 yuan." Seeing me frowning, he added like a charity: "This means that you are still a student. If it had been someone else, you wouldn't be able to get back a penny of the money in the card." I still have 5,000 yuan left in the card! Do you still have to post it after deducting it? I tried to spread the law: "This is an overbearing clause. According to relevant laws and regulations, unreasonable liquidated damages cannot be set for prepaid card refunds. You have to rectify it." The store manager sneered: "Little beauty, don't use the tricks on the Internet to fool people. Let me tell you, our contract was written by a top lawyer, and it is perfect." What a coincidence. I am Lin Xi, a PhD student in the Department of Law at Peking University. Specializing in contract law, he has assisted his mentor in drafting several industry regulations without failure.

In the first year after breaking up with Xie Jingxing, the secretary who had sworn to replace me cried at my feet. "Mr. "What a coincidence, I'm not Mrs. Xie now." "I'm busy preparing for a global trip with my fiancé, and I don't have time to collect the body." The secretary's delicate mask completely collapsed, "Fiancé?" "Is it better than Mr. Xie?" I took out my boarding pass and smiled lightly: "Of course, after all, he is clean physically and mentally, unlike some people."

My husband has a secret book for taming his wife. Because of the secret book, he became the envy of everyone in the circle. Some people asked him how he got such a docile and decent perfect spouse like me. He puts the credit on his original "family contribution compensation system". He has an exclusive account book, which costs 10 yuan for cooking, 25 yuan for cleaning, and 50 yuan for accompanying him to social events... In our family, there is no payment without consideration of reward, only equal exchange. My obedience, forbearance, and housework have all been marked with corresponding prices. But Bai Yueguang Su Wenwan, who was taken home by him openly, just leaned lazily on the sofa and said coquettishly: "Brother Qi Yu, your home is so comfortable." He would smile fondly and take out the black card: "As long as you like it, baby, just swipe it as you like. If it's not enough, I'll give you another five million." And I, despite the high fever, cleaned all the rooms and prepared breakfast for them, but my hands were cold because of the coffee. He scolded me with a cold face: "You can't even do this little thing well and have no emotional value at all. No wonder it's only worth this little money."

"Liu Xinwan, the insurance fraud case you reported has been investigated. The person involved in the case, Li Lanfang, is now sent to the People's Hospital." When I received the call, I was in the apartment, nibbling half a piece of steamed bun that had gone cold. Outside the window, other people were enjoying themselves and celebrating the New Year, but I disowned my relatives and reported her. The light from the phone screen reflected my face, which I hadn't washed for three days. I took a deep breath and said "thank you" with difficulty. This is the happiest and most painful decision I have ever made in my life. Three days ago, my mother Li Lanfang posted a diagnosis in the family group saying she had terminal lung cancer. Below is a link and a voice message. "Family members, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this time. Please help me forward this message!" Her voice was so weak that it seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind. Relatives in the group burst into tears, and my aunt sent a series of tearful emoticons. "My eldest sister has suffered all her life, and she still has to suffer this when she is old." My uncle continued, "We are all working together, we can't let my eldest sister wait for death in the hospital." My cousin @ me directly, "Xin Wan, you work in a big city, your salary is high, you must treat your mother, and she will be here when she is home!" I looked at the blurred medical certificate, and my stomach churned. It's not sad, it's disgusting. ...

When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the first day when I heard my brother's voice.

The third year after the death of mother-in-law, the filial piety period ends. My marriage with Lu Beichen has also come to an end. The seven-year itch has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Unexpectedly, when he saw the divorce agreement signed by me, Lu Beichen's face was filled with disdain. "As expected, I'm not a professional lawyer. I can even get something as simple as property distribution wrong." He mentioned casually: "You can ask lawyer Qiao for advice. She just won the New Lawyer Award." Qiao An, a person who has appeared frequently in my life in the past few years. She is Lu Beichen's assistant lawyer, secretary, and his apprentice. She is also the girl he often praises. I suppressed the sourness in my heart. Open the drawer and throw out a dozen certificates and trophies. "Who doesn't?"

My mother took me to marry into the top wealthy Lu family. She repeatedly warned me to stay away from this family, saying that they were demons that ate people but never spit out their bones. "Xiaohe, remember, my stepfather is a smiling tiger, my stepbrother is a sickly girl, and my grandfather is an old fox. Don't trust them." After my rebirth, with the memory of being killed by them in my previous life, I decided to be a little transparent and save my life. But my mother didn't know that this time, I saw clearly the flash of greed deep in her eyes.

After ten years of widowhood, my husband who died in battle came back with a pregnant belly of true love. He looked at the woman lovingly. "Ying'er saved my life. I can't bear to have her as a concubine. From now on, we will be equals." He gave me two options with a cold face: one is to have two female servants and one husband, and the other is to pay me to the biggest creditor of the Hou Mansion. Everyone in the Shen family is waiting for me to kowtow and express gratitude. After all, I have been celebrating Shen Xiangxuan for ten years and love him to the core. But I wiped away my tears and turned around and got into the creditor's sedan chair. Not for anything else, just because I heard that the creditor was nine thousand years old, rich, powerful and handsome. Only a fool would not do this kind of good thing, which is to have a wealth of money and wealth without having to have children.

My vicious roommate poisoned me. After the incident was revealed, she dragged me and jumped into the river. When I opened my eyes again, I became an ugly and evil pest, but she replaced me and became the favorite of the class. She took everything from me, let my parents die in front of my eyes, and proudly showed off to me: "Bitch, your good days are over from now on, I have the final say in this world!" When I collapsed in despair, I discovered that this world turned out to be a novel written by her. I looked at the plot in the book and smiled coldly. Su Mengmeng would never have imagined that I would pick up a pen to modify the plot. From now on, this world will be dominated by me.

I, the weightlifting champion, dressed up as Su Yao, who was in the cold palace and was crippled for "eating too much." There was a lack of food and clothing here, so in order to fill my stomach, I stared at the plump cranes in the imperial garden. Just as I was plucking the hair and getting ready to roast it and eat it, the Green Tea Princess came with the Emperor to watch the cranes. "Your Majesty, look at how spiritual that crane is..." "Hiccup!" Before the imperial concubine could finish her words, she saw me holding a crane in one hand and drooling at them. "How dare you! How dare you steal my auspiciousness!" The emperor was furious and ordered his guards to capture me. In order to make up for it, I lifted up the stone lion next to me and said, "Don't be angry, Your Majesty. I will perform some acrobatics for you to entertain you?" The emperor looked at the stone lion weighing 1,000 kilograms and looked like a toy in my hand. He was so frightened that his crown tilted. Later, a legend spread in the harem: It is better to provoke the Lord of Hell than Su Dali. Because not only can she lift you high, she can also hang you on the flagpole to dry! And the emperor who originally wanted to kill me is now shivering and hiding under the dragon chair, "My dear... Dear concubine, if you have something to say, please put down my dragon chair first!"

My mother once held me in her arms and said I was her little sun, but after my sister was born, the sun went down. That day, my sister fell in love with the new small floor lamp that her mother bought. While playing around, he grabbed the wire with his little hand and pulled hard. I saw sparks fly from the socket and screamed as I rushed over to push her away. My mother rushed out of the kitchen and saw this scene. Her eyes were split open and she slapped me in the face: "Are you crazy? You want to throw your sister to death!" I wanted to explain, but I was speechless due to asthma caused by emotion. She picked up her sister and left. "I want to hear an apology from you, but you pretended to be sick. That's too much!" "Reflect on yourself and figure out when you were wrong, and when will you come out again!"

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19-year-old Yu Ting woke up from the bloody dawn with the murder weapon in her hand and the body of a strange man beside her. She lost all her memories before the age of 19. The whole world believed that she was the murderer. Only Zhou Chen, her childhood sweetheart who died for her, gave her life in exchange for a chance of survival. In the fog of amnesia, Yu Ting met two orphans of the same origin: Su Muyang, who was terminally ill but guarded her silently, and Shen Mo, who was rational and cold but fought side by side. In the process of searching for the truth, she discovered the conspiracy carefully designed by her stepmother Lin Wan, and pieced together the painful truth about her mother's ten years of madness. When everyone who loved her passed away in different ways, Yuting had to carry the scars and memories with her to rebuild the glimmer of light in her broken life. This is a story about forgotten love, silent sacrifice, and how one man finds the strength to keep going despite the abyss.

Brief description of this work: Everyone must live in the present, love yourself well, love yourself more than love yourself, others will love you only if you love yourself more.

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In 2025, the global industrial structure will undergo drastic changes, and the emerging Chinese smart car company "Fengchi" will be pushed to the edge of the cliff. In a desperate situation, Su Wan, the chief person in charge who was ordered to find a way out, discovered that the "breaker" hired by the group, who was known for his sharp skills, was actually his ex-boyfriend who broke up without saying goodbye seven years ago - Evan Cole. When they met again at the negotiation table filled with gunfire, he was the harshest critic, criticizing her plan until all its edge was lost; he was also the deepest guardian, the only one who protected her behind her in the chaotic crowd of foreign expeditions. From the dust of factories in third countries to the spotlight of international industry conferences, the knots of the past are tightly intertwined with today's games, and reason and emotion are violently torn between each flash of confrontation. When a well-planned business frame-up suddenly struck, the truth that had been buried for seven years came to light. Su Wan discovered that behind Evan's cruel and inhumane pressing, there was a shocking plan that spanned seven years with her as the only coordinate. What he brings is not a cold business plan, but a bet on which all his wealth and reputation are staked - a bet that her wisdom can pierce the darkness, a bet that their future is worth rebuilding from the ruins. "Dawn of the Alliance" is not only a business legend about the rebirth of an enterprise from a desperate situation, but also a song about the most advanced interpretation of adult love: identifying sincerity in calculations, confirming tacit understanding in confrontation, and in the darkest moments, using professionalism as an edge and trust as a shield, together they become the "dawn" that illuminates each other and the way forward. When the long night passed, they decided to join hands and make a vow for a new dawn.

Although the stories are short, they often contain profound philosophy. For example, "The Tortoise and the Hare" tells us that pride makes people fall behind, and persistence can lead to victory; "Sit back and wait for the hare" warns people not to rely on chance, but to take the initiative. These stories reveal the true meaning of life with concise plots and vivid images. They are like lights, illuminating our way forward. Subtly, it teaches us honesty, diligence, humility and wisdom, allowing us to learn to think and understand the essence of life as we grow.

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