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My name is Su Mumu, I am a book girl and a supporting actress! But I am not willing to be a supporting female character. Su Mumu wants to be her own protagonist, follow the principle of NO DO NO DIE, stay away from the protagonist, keep the blood tank, and cherish life.

After five consecutive years of extreme cold, the tribe members were almost starving to death. Lin Ye took out a "Changle 100" metal piece from the old patriarch's relics, and a light blue light exploded in the snow - opposite was a world so warm that he could wear single clothes. But the woman said, "No one here lives over a hundred years old." Is this sci-fi and weird barrier a way to survive, or is it a trap set up by higher civilizations? ... If it were you, which side would you choose? This must be a hard choice. Because there is no choice. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you choose a tribe or a paradise, and that's not what this story is about. In fact, "Choice Day" is never a one-time decision made by one person, but countless choices made by human civilization and the choice of the path of human civilization. First, in desperate situations, never give up hope; Second, exercise restraint and do what you can; Third, we can safely pass on the fuel to future generations and rely on the gradual accumulation of awakening from generation to generation; Fourth, and most importantly, use it as a mirror to let go of pride and prejudice, break the antagonism within human beings, and break cross-species pride and prejudice. Therefore, those in captivity were upgraded to higher-level beings, while those on earth who had not experienced it were destined for destruction. Selection day can also be regarded as a coming-of-age ceremony, a coming-of-age ceremony for human beings.

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In this world, your common sense is the biggest trap There are always people who think they are above the rules, but when they forget the most basic truth: in this place where all laws are intertwined, the rules never differ from person to person. Every trick, every calculation, is invisibly weaving its own web of destiny. Justice, cause and effect, karma, and enlightenment may come in ways you cannot foresee.

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A selection of poems, prose and essays by Luxembourg Chinese female writer Gu Xueni.

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Shadows in daily life

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I woke up and learned that I was the vicious female supporting character in a romance novel. Once again, I smiled politely when faced with the plot that led to my tragic ending. Don't bother, thank you. But, this male protagonist, why is he like a bullshit plaster that he can't get rid of!

In this way, Yin tide interprets the Law of True Fragrance in the last days. First of all, villain, don't come over here! Later, villain, don't run away! It all started with a mistake...

Grandma's airmail package During the first seven evenings of my grandma's life, when the courier knocked on the door, I stared at the parcel - the address was an old home that was demolished ten years ago, and the sender column read "Your Little Tail" in a crooked way. She remembered the nickname she yelled at her in elementary school because she thought it was too tight. The postal package was as light as an empty shell, and the varnished iron box had a latch so rusty that it bled when I pried it open. The three letters were signed in a way that made my eyes tingle: the spring of 2015, the summer of 2020, and today. The first pencil letter scratched the edge of the paper: "My daughter said she wanted a pink crutch. I sold three-month paper shells, which was enough to buy half a stick." She pinched her palms with her fingernails. Half a line of the second typed letter was blurred with ink: "Don't blame your mother. She sold gold rings to pay for the nursing home and tricked you into living with relatives. She was afraid that you would blame her for paying for postgraduate entrance exams." Her throat was tight. Last year, she threw a bowl and called her "cold-blooded." She wiped her tears behind her back. She didn't wear the ring she usually wore that day. The pen words on the third letter were smeared like water: "I asked my grandma at the alley to send a package, thinking that you would miss me for the first time. The password on the mezzanine card is the college entrance examination score 623. You jumped and shouted to check the score. I was holding the medical records in the hospital and laughed to tears." Shaking my hands to pick up the card, an old photo fell out - I rode her with a willow branch on my shoulder and shouted, "Grandma, this is your flower cane." The pencil words on the back were blurred: "Nanny said this is a flower, then it is a flower." The wind hit the window and swept away the letter, revealing the words written in red: "Don't panic when you hear noises in the living room at night, I'm the one covering you." The doorbell rang again, and the courier held up the same package: "The old lady who sent the mail said she would arrive together." I caught a glimpse of a willow branch sprouting from his wrist, just like the one in the photo.

Gu Miaochen, the King of Dark Night, the most powerful person in the entire organization, didn't want to be plotted against and alienated... It was completely unexpected. Maybe God wanted to gather virtue and put Gu Miaochen into another time and space, and what followed was a plan to survive in another time and space... Is it a sincere plan or a plan against his will? Who is there at the end?

Write casually and record your daily life

In this seemingly real world of cultivation, there are countless geniuses and brilliant sons of gods, but no one knows that it is all just a flashy illusion. Ye Chen was regarded as the most useless waste of the Tianjian Sect. He failed thirty-seven times in three years to attack his spiritual roots and was ridiculed by others. However, one day, he heard a voice coming from "outside the fantasy world". [Failure +1, truth +1] [The more you fail, the stronger you become] [See through the glitz and get straight to the truth] The more he is ridiculed, suppressed, and denied, the more he is able to break through common sense and reverse his destiny. While everyone was indulged in false prosperity, he had already stepped into the world behind the illusion, saw the roots of the heavens, and saw the real city. Glitz will crumble. The truth will eventually emerge. The failed city will be rebuilt by his own hands.

When Allah was ten years old, he accidentally discovered a mysterious magic mirror in the forest, in which the righteous magician Mo De was imprisoned. The devil uses the promise of a wish as a lure, but actually he has a hidden conspiracy. Many years later, Allah was forced to make a wish due to a demonic design, causing his demonic side to be released, and the kingdom fell into crisis. Allah resolutely embarks on a journey to find redemption, reunites with his childhood friend the magician Sonny, and join hands to fight against the devil.

My daughter died, suffocated in her dad's car, they all said it was an accident, even the police said that, but I didn't believe it, I was the only one who didn't believe it. I tried my best to find evidence... But they said I had delusional disorder and wanted to lock me up! I will not give up and will definitely find out the truth and give my daughter justice.

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I was dressed as a stray cat and was being chased by naughty children and running away in panic. When hiding in the small courtyard, I bumped into an old woman living alone. She waved a broom to chase me away: "Dirty thing, leave quickly!" Later, she secretly broke the steamed buns into small pieces and placed them on the tree stump waiting for me. Later, she hugged me and muttered: "Nanny, you are the only one left with grandma." It was quiet the day she left, and the yard was covered with snow. I'm still waiting for steamed bun residue to appear on the tree stump, waiting for her to ruffle my hair. The neighbor said don't wait, grandma won't come back. But they didn't understand, and they agreed to accompany her to see the next spring.

I have a sincere friend. People around me say he is a scumbag, but as a brother, I know that he is not. He just treats everyone sincerely.

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Fu Jinyan's new wife Xu Zhiyi is mute. This was a joke known throughout the upper circles. On the night of the wedding, with the red candles shining brightly, Xu Zhiyi was sitting by the bed in a complicated wedding dress, as quiet as a porcelain doll. Fu Jinyan opened the door and came in, smelling of alcohol and undisguised impatience. The ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was Gu Manni's delicate complaint: "Jinyan, we agreed to celebrate your farewell to being single together, but why did you leave us all behind?" Fu Jinyan pressed the speakerphone without hesitation and walked to the window: "Isn't there someone at home who needs to be taken care of?" "Oh, my sister Zhiyi can't speak, how boring it is for you to stay with her." Gu Manni's concern was full of thorns, "We are all waiting for you in the night, you can't really let her be a mute on your wedding night, can you?" Fu Jinyan sneered and picked up his coat. "That's right." He turned around, faced Xu Zhiyi who was blushing with joy, and said his first words as a newlywed. "You stay alone, I'll go out and play." The door was mercilessly slammed, and the loud noise made the red candle on the table dance. Xu Zhiyi slowly raised his hand and typed a line of text on his mobile phone without sending it. "Fu Jinyan, this is not what you promised my father."

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Record whatever you want, whatever you want, and write what you feel. Happy inspiration comes from life.

In a prosperous but hidden turbulent city, former policeman Jack once left his job to take good care of his wife due to her serious illness. After his wife passed away, he lived a peaceful life on the edge of the city with the cat left behind by his wife. However, this tranquility was broken by a brutal killing - the cat left by his wife was brutally killed, and a note at the scene revealed that the murderer was Vincent, the leader of a criminal organization who had a feud with Jack.

"Hurricane Soul" Ren Yanmeng Lesbian Humanities

My thoughts at night, my shattered dreams...

After the end of the earth ghost-- The vast sand and dust cover the sky and the sun, making it appear desolate. In such a world, pain and despair are their only common languages. [Sigma Mechanized Taotie Armor Armed] Leng: Two fates, three children! ! ! "We! But we've been waiting for you for a long time."

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Some feelings at a certain moment, even if they are experienced personally, when you look back and think about it, you can't really taste the ups and downs at the time.

When young photographer Gu Huaisheng mistakenly entered the ward of a terminally ill girl Lin Zhi, for the first time, he saw scenery in his lens that he didn't want to miss. She is an optimist who draws a whale girl in the countdown of life, and he becomes the dreamer who projects starlight for her. "My happiness is to wait for every tomorrow with you." - This is his answer to the flower language of lisianthus. They use a book "Platycodon Flowers and the Eternal Rain" to fight against time and steal the starlight on their wish list. Until the day when the autumn rain stopped, she whispered in his ear: "It's time to wake up from this dream." Later, Gu Huaisheng's famous works caused a sensation in the literary world. There is only one line written on the title page: "My platycodon flowers never bloom, so the rain in my world never stops." --This is a story about using lenses and brushes to preserve time, about how to have a love that will never end in a destined ending.

My wife was reborn, and she only wanted to die with her lifelong enemies. But she didn't know that I was also reborn. At a banquet held by the enemy's family, his wife Xu Jing got extremely drunk. "My husband went bankrupt back then because of you, Zhang. I have to kill you today!" I had black lines all over my face. I have not yet gone bankrupt in this life.

I was paralyzed for five years, and my wife hired a male caregiver for me. In order for me to recover, she sold her only marital home. I rented an old apartment without an elevator and carried me up and down the stairs every day. In order to stimulate my nerves, she learned Chinese massage for three months. Kneel down beside the bed and press until your hands are covered with calluses. The male caregiver was young and strong. He pointed at my atrophied legs and said to my wife, "Sister-in-law, you are still young. There is no need to guard a disabled person." She said that was her husband. But that day, the male caregiver pressed her waist. "I've had enough! Why don't you die?" She cried to the nurse, thinking I was injured. I turned the wheelchair with all my strength and moved it under the rehabilitation traction frame on the balcony. "Zhang Jing, don't meet me again in your next life."

I came to my wife Liu Xuqing's company holding the necklace that I had saved up for three months to buy. She was having a party with all her colleagues in the company, so she took the gift box and threw it into the trash can without even looking at it. "Xu Kaige, a loser like you can only use this kind of street stall to please me?" Her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. Some colleagues even pointed the live broadcast camera at me, who is known to the entire internet as a soft-boiled guy.

The day my fiancée Su Wan was diagnosed with kidney failure, she held my hand and cried and begged me. "I'm a useless person, please leave quickly, don't waste your time on me."

In order to benefit the workers, I used my own money to set up a stall selling six-yuan lunch boxes. A box lunch contains three meat and one vegetable. I just want them to be full and happy. I have always maintained good reviews and have been working for three years. Until an internet celebrity came to set up a stall, her lunch boxes were even more generous and only cost five yuan. Her five-yuan lunch box became an instant hit, and I became the target of public criticism. People overturned my stall and called me a shady vendor.

Dajing Dynasty, Su Ruan, the legitimate daughter of Yongning Houfu Qing, I was frail when I was young and was sent to Zhuangzi in the south of the Yangtze River. After recuperation, I returned to Beijing on the eve of my haircut and started the family group pet + two-way sweet pet mode.

In my previous life, on my sixtieth birthday, I was coaxed and deceived by my children into signing a real estate gift agreement. From then on, I became a ball and was kicked around by them. The eldest son said: "Dad, please live here with me. It will be inconvenient for my wife to be pregnant." The youngest daughter said: "Dad, you spend too much money, and I am under great pressure." Finally, they threw me into the cheapest nursing home in the suburbs. They didn't even look at me again until I died alone. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on my sixtieth birthday. When my eldest son pushed the familiar agreement in front of me, I tore it up. "I have worked hard all my life not for you to take advantage of me. You will never get a cent of this house or this deposit!" But I didn't expect that after I silenced my children one by one, my wife, who had been silent all this time, pulled me into the room and took out an old wooden box from under the bed.

In the morning, I went to inspect my own vegetable market. As soon as I walked to my uncle Zhang Jianguo's pork stall, I was grabbed by an old lady. She held up a green piece of pork and begged me for justice. "The meat I just bought smelled before I left the vegetable market. Why don't you return it to me?" After hearing this, Zhang Jianguo immediately threatened with a knife. "You old guy, don't even think about spreading rumors. Every pig I sell has a production record." As he spoke, he took out a piece of yellowed paper. "In January, the sow was born; in June, the sow weighed 300 pounds; today, the sow was slaughtered." I didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so I had no choice but to pay my own money and transfer it to the old lady, and persuaded my uncle to operate with integrity in the future. However, Zhang Jianguo scolded me for spreading rumors and asked me to give him 50,000 yuan to restore his reputation.

In order to buy my daughter's favorite starch sausage, I parked the car in a roadside parking space and left for a while. But when he came back, the front of the car had been hit beyond recognition. A gorgeously dressed woman stood next to the car, leaning on her hips and yelling: "What kind of junk car dares to block my way? It deserves to be smashed!" "My car is parked in the parking space, not in the way of anyone!" I suppressed my anger, took out the keys and wanted to check the status of the car, but she slapped her hard on the face.

When I asked my wife for money to buy groceries again, my wife had a dark face. "Why do you only ask for money all day long? Didn't I just give you money the day before yesterday?!" I swallowed unconsciously, "The weather has been cold recently, and the prices of food have increased. The ten yuan you gave me last time has been spent long ago." My wife frowned tightly, "What a fucking waste!" He took out five yuan from his pocket and threw it on the ground. My wife gritted her teeth and said as she watched me bend down to pick up the money on the ground. "So many old ladies on the Internet go to the vegetable market to pick up the leftover vegetables from the vendors. Why don't you go?"

I came across a crowdfunding post for Sam Cards in Xiaomou's book. "I am a single woman with a son, and my son insists on eating Sam's Australian beef when he is growing up. I really have no choice/crying." Everyone under the post was scolding her for being high-minded and low-handed, but one comment caught my attention. "How easy it is, find a single male neighbor like you to be a health pack, let the child call daddy, not only can you use Sam's secondary card, but you can also eat whatever you want in the future / snickering" the poster replied: "What if the male neighbor doesn't want to?" "This is not simple. If you say he touched you and he was irresponsible, he will definitely not be able to argue." I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat.