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Who is he? He is called EX in English, that bitch in Chinese, and is generally called Chen Shimei in classical literature. The name his parents gave him in the household register is Qin Song. If nothing else, a few years later, he would use his status as a returnee from overseas to fool a girlfriend who was born in the 1990s - no, these days, even Jay Chou's girlfriend has been upgraded to 3.0. The version has soared to 1995. The general trend is that in a few years, he should get a marriage certificate with a big-breasted, brainless and beautiful post-95 generation for less than ten yuan. The age gap can be completely bridged with money. Even if the generation gap is as wide as the Pacific Ocean, money can make it as smooth as a face with no wrinkles. Then he sent me a wedding notice, not forgetting to collect some gift money from me.

Who is he? He is called EX in English, that bitch in Chinese, and is generally called Chen Shimei in classical literature. The name his parents gave him in the household register is Qin Song. If nothing else, a few years later, he would use his status as a returnee from overseas to fool a girlfriend who was born in the 1990s - no, these days, even Jay Chou's girlfriend has been upgraded to 3.0. The version has soared to 1995. The general trend is that in a few years, he should get a marriage certificate with a big-breasted, brainless and beautiful post-95 generation for less than ten yuan. The age gap can be completely bridged with money. Even if the generation gap is as wide as the Pacific Ocean, money can make it as smooth as a face with no wrinkles. Then he sent me a wedding notice, not forgetting to collect some gift money from me.

Yu Jingxingjun originally only wanted to get a dragon as a mount, but she never thought that this dragon couldn't fly? And he actually has a lot of background and wants to knock her down! I am the only female disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, Yu Jingxingjun, the chief female general in the heaven. He became famous due to a battle between immortals and demons three hundred years ago. However, Ben Xingjun has recently encountered a trouble that is more difficult than fighting. Ever since I got a dragon as a mount from the Beast Controlling Immortal Official, there has been no peace in the yard all day long.

Who is he? He is called EX in English, that bitch in Chinese, and is generally called Chen Shimei in classical literature. The name his parents gave him in the household register is Qin Song. If nothing else, a few years later, he would use his status as a returnee from overseas to fool a girlfriend who was born in the 1990s - no, these days, even Jay Chou's girlfriend has been upgraded to 3.0. The version has soared to 1995. The general trend is that in a few years, he should get a marriage certificate with a big-breasted, brainless and beautiful post-95 generation for less than ten yuan. The age gap can be completely bridged with money. Even if the generation gap is as wide as the Pacific Ocean, money can make it as smooth as a face with no wrinkles. Then he sent me a wedding notice, not forgetting to collect some gift money from me.

In the closed and narrow space, oxygen was lost bit by bit, the dashboard shone faintly, and some sound waves came from inside, intermittently. "Watcher... PT35... Can you hear me? Cheng... Cheng Tianqing! Are you still alive?!" I smiled bitterly. It was difficult for me to breathe at the moment. Otherwise, I really wanted to yell: "I'm going to die of suffocation in the spaceship I built!" I am the Watcher. It is the result of many years of painstaking research. If the spacecraft had not crashed and I was inexplicably sucked into the vortex before returning, and then inexplicably thrown out, causing all the equipment to be piled on me like garbage when it fell to the ground, I would still love it deeply. The transmitter was completely dead, and I was desperately breathing in the last bits of oxygen I could.

What is it like to be confessed by a naughty child you raised by yourself? Teacher Mo Yu, who has a good-natured nature, jumped into the game in excitement, but little did he know that the naughty kid also walked in with him, saying that if he is a boy, he will be straight, and if she is a girl, he will be straight. Even if she is a boy in the game, he will walk hand in hand with her on this long journey to immortality. Mo Yu passed through it and entered the game. She was sitting in front of the fairy mountain that she was very familiar with, looking at herself facing the stream. The cute claws, white hair, and nine tails were exactly her identity in the game - Mo Yuxiu's appearance in front of the adult. But what is going on? She tried hard to remember for a long time before she recalled what happened before she entered the game.

Who is he? He is called EX in English, that bitch in Chinese, and is generally called Chen Shimei in classical literature. The name his parents gave him in the household register is Qin Song. If nothing else, a few years later, he would use his status as a returnee from overseas to fool a girlfriend who was born in the 1990s - no, these days, even Jay Chou's girlfriend has been upgraded to 3.0. The version has soared to 1995. The general trend is that in a few years, he should get a marriage certificate with a big-breasted, brainless and beautiful post-95 generation for less than ten yuan. The age gap can be completely bridged with money. Even if the generation gap is as wide as the Pacific Ocean, money can make it as smooth as a face with no wrinkles. Then he sent me a wedding notice, not forgetting to collect some gift money from me.

A strange girl showed up at the birthday party. She kept saying that she was abused by him, ruined his reputation, and even despised him for being poor! What, is she a wallet? To take his money and find another man? Don't even think about it! In the banquet hall on the first floor, people were drinking and drinking, and Sumo's thirtieth birthday party was going on. Sumo himself was not very interested in this. He showed up at the beginning of the banquet and then hid in the office to drink alone. Before the wine in the glass was finished, his father opened the door and came in. Seeing his serious expression, Somo understood. Six months ago, in order to get rid of the entanglement of Su Mo's sister Su Li, Mr. President asked his substitute to fall in love with Su Li on his behalf. When Su's father found out, Su Li was already pregnant and ran away with the substitute.

Who is he? He is called EX in English, that bitch in Chinese, and is generally called Chen Shimei in classical literature. The name his parents gave him in the household register is Qin Song. If nothing else, a few years later, he would use his status as a returnee from overseas to fool a girlfriend who was born in the 1990s - no, these days, even Jay Chou's girlfriend has been upgraded to 3.0. The version has soared to 1995. The general trend is that in a few years, he should get a marriage certificate with a big-breasted, brainless and beautiful post-95 generation for less than ten yuan. The age gap can be completely bridged with money. Even if the generation gap is as wide as the Pacific Ocean, money can make it as smooth as a face with no wrinkles. Then he sent me a wedding notice, not forgetting to collect some gift money from me.

The cicadas were chirping in the summer, and the girl was immersed in going home with her book under her arm, not looking at the road. Suddenly she saw a shadow appear on the ground and raised her head. The owner of the shadow showed a very weak smile: "Ji Xunxun, will you take the art exam with me?" "No, it's annoying, don't block me!" I opened my eyes suddenly, because the curtains covering the window were very thick, and the room looked gloomy. I feel like my whole head hurts. The cell phone next to my pillow was ringing constantly. I pressed my temple while answering the call, and the culprit's voice came from inside: "Ji Xunxun, why don't you get up?"

When the lanterns of symbiotic life first came on, the sky over Tianjin City was lit up by fireworks from time to time. The smell of gunpowder smoke from various firecrackers, accompanied by the laughter of children playing outside, seeped through the cracks in the door into this small windowless room, forming a hazy cloud like mist of tears. Jiang Luzhi looked at the young man who gradually went from panic to shouting loudly after waking up. From the first step of pacing at the door, talking to himself to comfort himself, to the end, when the sky darkened little by little, and only a ray of pale light from the fireworks blooming occasionally shone through the crack of the door, the young man He was leaning slumped against the door, with despair on his face, and the untimely but clear hungry growls fell in Jiang Luzhi's ears, bringing a familiar sense of sadness, as if Jiang Luzhi had returned to the days when he suffered from hunger while begging on the streets.

In the year when I graduated from the third grade of junior high school, there was nearly a month left before the high school entrance examination. In the middle of the night, a fire broke out somewhere in my building, and it quickly spread throughout the building. My parents woke me up from my sleep and dragged me out. It took the firefighters a long time to put it out, but it was almost empty. No one takes responsibility, it can only be said to be an accident. My family's savings are not enough to buy a new house. So I was sent to live with a relative I didn't know very well, while my parents lived at work or with friends. From that moment on, our family seemed to fall apart.

I have three apprentices, one of whom is very prosperous. As a single man, it is not easy for me to be a teacher and a father. The eldest disciple has reached the rebellious stage and likes to destroy his master with ruthless hands. He cursed me for falling in love with a wealthy man and beast. The second apprentice looks innocent and likes to ask questions about the world and the earth, which always makes me suffer from depression. The third apprentice has been quiet since he was a child, his hobbies are puzzling, and he is good at ruining my marriage with just one sentence. There is a painting fairy in Taohuawu who has been fed with medicine by his apprentices to make him look immortal. As a result, Shushan comes to claim him, saying that this guy is the leader of their Shushan who has been missing for fifteen years.

Tables, chairs and tea were set up under the peach grove. When I passed by, I happened to see the back of a stalwart man in a green robe. He was looking at the burning beauty in front of him with his hands behind his hands. The little king carp from Shushan was respectfully accompanying me, with his bamboo flute pinned to his waist. When he saw me coming out of the woods, he hurriedly called out respectfully: "Uncle Master." Piao Yazi, who had his back to me, turned around and looked over with a pair of eyes that were as deep as a deep pool. His face was as old as before, showing a bit of vicissitude, but with the aura of a leader, he was still quite majestic. I allowed myself to smile: "Senior brother."

The air floated restlessly, and finally there was a huge explosion, and then I saw her again, gliding from the gray sky in the distance, flying over my head like a ghost. At that time, I was carrying a leather bag and wearing a windbreaker, and walked across the overpass without any expression, and she came. I felt the wind that belonged only to her blowing past me strongly, like the Siberian winter wind, hard and dry, just like her. And almost in an instant, she completely captured me. My whole body was stiff and trembling, and I couldn't take another step as if I was electrocuted.

Xia Youguang's "Forever" bicycle, which he had been riding for seven years, was lost. Lu Youhu took her to buy a new one, but because he didn't apologize, Xia Youguang rushed out in anger on a new bicycle that didn't have a front axle, knocking over a fruit stand on the roadside. Lu Youhu rushed over and sent her to the school doctor's office...

Xia Youguang has never understood in the past five years that he was the one who said he liked her first, but he was also the one who left her without saying goodbye in the end. After five years of separation, Lu Youhu made a comeback, and his determination to pursue Xia Youguang was even greater than before. Five years later, has nothing really changed? Maybe it was for him, but not for Xia Youguang. "Xia Youguang, you are the only light in my life."

Xu Anhao, who was tragically broken up in love, squatted in the grass to guard her ex-boyfriend. Not only did she forget to pick up the exchange student Xiang Li at the airport, but she also got lice all over her body. I spent a lot of money to find home remedies, used strange home remedies, was mistaken for committing suicide by jumping into a river, and rescued Li... After seeing the four-digit medicine bill, now I am not only revengeful, but also a debtor. In order to pay off the hospitalization fees owed to the hospital, I had to follow Xiang Li's arrangement and work part-time in the laboratory in the morning and in the traditional Chinese medicine store in the afternoon. But it doesn't matter, don't those who achieve great things first try their luck first? But I thought wrong. According to the art of war, when the situation is uncertain, it is never wrong to stand still. But after forming an alliance with someone, I barely had a single day of quiet personal time.

Li Ruoqing, who had just closed QQ and was about to lock herself in a dark room to catch up on manuscripts, received a call from editor Zhou Mubai. Wasn't he asleep? She answered the phone with some confusion. Zhou Mubai's voice, which was several times higher than usual, sounded particularly sinister in the quiet night: "Li Ruoqing! When will you be able to cure your forgetfulness?! I have answered you no repeatedly to the same question. Why can't you remember it three times? What are you thinking about?" Li Ruoqing held up the phone for a long time before saying, "Oh, it turns out the manuscript has been scheduled." There was a muffled sound on the other end of the phone, and it sounded like someone fell off the chair. "It's done, I'm relieved. Thank you, editor Zhou." Li Ruoqing smiled sincerely at the phone, even though Zhou Mubai, who was about to vomit blood at the moment, couldn't see it. In view of her good attitude, Zhou Mubai responded gruffly, accepting her thanks.

Stan's father, Mr. Bernard, is an antique collector in Texas, but he is only interested in ancient paintings. "There is always something mysterious in those ancient portraits that modern painters cannot describe. Yes, it is... A very wonderful feeling." He always said this. Those paintings fascinated Mr. Bernard, but Stan did not like them. Because he believes that a portrait is just a mixture of ink and paint, and no matter how expressive a painter is, he cannot truly record the person in the painting. When it comes to copying something, the most reliable thing is the camera, which is a magic that can turn back time and bring the dead back to life. This time, when Bernard came back from ancient Egypt, he went into his collection room and never came out again.

It snowed in Chang'an for three days and three nights. The little eunuch hurried into Zilu Palace, panting heavily and said to Luo Zhi, who was lying on the soft couch and sleeping lightly: "Mother, the emperor has passed away! The prince and the manager Wuyan had a dispute, and there was a big fuss in Zhongli Palace. The prince I said that I will kill the steward!" Luo Zhi stood up and ran out of Zilu Palace quickly. The little eunuch shouted from behind: "Mother, you haven't put on your shoes yet!" She ran on the snow with bare feet and didn't feel cold at all. She ran away with her hair loose and her hairpins all over the floor. Her feet were scratched and the bright red blood stained on the white snow looked shocking, but she never stopped because she was afraid that she would be late again.

After the first pure love at first sight, she self-righteously labeled the two of them as bed partners, but this bed partner wants to become her boyfriend, please! With his status as a golden bachelor, why did he rely on her? He even resorted to a lot of despicable means in order to successfully become a regular employee... But it was him in this world who would tell her that he would travel all over the place just to get into your heart... "Literary Fan" is a lifestyle center that integrates culture, art, and leisure. It is the favorite entertainment venue for the city's upper-class people, and it is also the first choice for people on blind dates.

This was truly a holy father worthy of the name. She was obviously helping him vent his anger, but he was mercilessly killed by him... Her brain was also flooded, and she just couldn't let go of this holy father, so she couldn't help but strike again and again... Han Xiao didn't expect to meet the couple [Yiye Sword Soul] and [Hua Ruxue] in the Novice Village, and she was a level 1 trumpet named [Xiao Bai]. This area has been an old area for three years, and Peach Blossom Island in Novice Village has long been deserted. Except for the occasional flirting young couple who come here to make love, almost no one will pass by here.

The Gregorian calendar has reached December of this year, and the weather has not officially cooled down yet. How can it be so warm in winter? Maybe it will be a warm winter again - maybe something not warm will happen again. At this moment, my colleagues and I subconsciously talked about Jackie Chan - Jackie Chan was killed by a bomb in that warm winter. Jackie Chan's sudden death brought countless chills to us in that warm winter. After a good meal in the evening, while lying in a warm bed, my wife and I once again repeated this topic about Jackie Chan. My wife Ying Ming asked me, do you think Jackie Chan deserved his death? This is an old question that often comes up in her mouth, and every time I nod and say yes, he deserves it. But this time, I am too lazy to answer this. I am thinking about a more in-depth answer. I said, let me ask you, if you were Ji Yan, would you blow up Jackie Chan?

Xu Qingwen anxiously came to the door of Lawyer Fang De's office again. She raised her hand and was about to knock on the door. She saw a guest inside through the crack of the open door. She stopped. She felt unsteady, so she held her hands on the wall, closed her eyes hard, and let out a long sigh before she felt better. When she walked out of here a few months ago holding the transfer certificate and bank check for millions of dollars in property, she did not expect that she would come back. Although her mind was full of contradictions and doubts at that time, her expression was normal and she was energetic; but when she came back this time, she felt weak all over. From the big mirror in the corridor, she saw her haggardness and depression, and her eyes were full of sadness. Lawyer Fang De, who came out to see off the guests, was almost surprised when he saw her. He waved to the guests and hurriedly came over to hold her shoulders and asked: "Ms. Xu, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Wang Qiuhong is in her thirties. She has given birth to children and experienced the ravages of time, but she shows no signs of aging at all. In the eyes of others, a person who has experienced a marital shock should at least be left with heavy psychological scars and painful scars mentally. But Wang Qiuhong didn't. She dressed neatly every day, smiled all over her face, greeted everyone she saw, and never showed the pain deep in her heart to others. Her online name was Happy Life. Wang Qiuhong's natal family is from the city, on Sijiaotang Street. My father is a national teacher and teaches at Yangdi No. 1 Middle School. After Wang Qiuhong graduated from the normal school, her father arranged for her to enter Yangdi No. 1 Middle School based on his connections. This is a key school in the county, and everyone who can get in is considered to be a person with a background. She once became the envy of her classmates.

--Let's watch the cherry blossoms together next year. --Good. It blooms once a year and only for a week at a time. It is difficult to meet under the cherry blossom tree. When I was young, I liked someone, and I was very silly and innocent. How could I have thought that he would disappear in an instant. For many years, she searched for traces of him. When the heavy snow falls in Hakone at night in Zurich, when the starry sky in Zermatt lights up the fireworks in Edinburgh.

Every time I check Weibo and see something interesting on hot searches, I will send it to Lin Zhiyi. Once I saw a hot search: "What is it like to sleep with a girl for the first time?" He was tested on the spot. He said: "It would be great if we were in Antarctica during the polar night, so that we could hold him and sleep for six months." After hearing this, my heart was pounding... This year, we have walked many roads hand in hand and seen many scenery. When I was traveling in Europe, I passed a handicraft store on the street. I saw the owner and his wife hugging and kissing each other selflessly, and I said to him: "Look, the owner of this store is making out." He glanced at it and said calmly: "Life should be like this, do business when there is business, and make love when there is no business." In fact, he was not willing to go on that trip to Europe, but he was willing to walk so many miles to accompany me. Just like every time I come back from a business trip, no matter rain or shine, he will pick me up. He always said: "A person walks the way home; two people walk the way home."

That day, I didn't know which of my nerves was wrong. My blood was racing and I was in a particularly excited mood. As soon as the preparation bell rang, I rushed into the classroom and stepped onto the podium. I held a piece of broken cardboard in my hand and used it as a banana fan, Huda Huda fanned my chest, tilted my head, bowed my waist, and sang the songs that Master Jigong loved to sing with great excitement: Shoes are torn, hat is torn, cassock is torn - you laugh at me, he laughs at me, wine and meat pass through the intestines - I sang, intoxicated, and was so excited amidst the uproar of laughter from my classmates. Suddenly, the students fell silent. Just when I was wondering, two fingers stretched out from behind and clamped my ears like iron pliers.

Large and small cobblestones pave this avenue. It stretches forward in a winding way, crossing ten miles of fields and passing through numerous foothills. At its end is Kuji Primary School where Teacher Zeng Min is going to register. When checking in, the person who greeted Teacher Zeng Min was the old principal. His name is weird, Tubo. Someone once said that Principal Tu was retiring soon, but he looked like he was in his early seventies, giving him the impression of being senile. His hair was disheveled, very much like a pile of withered grass that had been killed by autumn frost, without any trace of life.

I still miss the past. What "before" is, it's just the age of writing a diary, there are no past events to speak of. Diary, this thing is a bit sad. When you open it, you will find some obscure words. Once you have written it, there is no point in re-reading it. Memories are also a kind of trap, especially since the diary contains many false love affairs, which can make people slip up at any time and make their mood fall into a deep valley and a dark abyss. Sentimentality, I guess has nothing to do with age. It's just because of the fog. I rode a bicycle through the smoke this morning. Although it was a bit choking, I felt fine. In the morning, there are not many cars and pedestrians on the road, so we can speed up. Although it was very difficult, I felt my school skirt and the braids on my shoulders fly back, ah - rush forward, rush forward! There is a feeling of rushing into the arms of death in the thick fog. So dripping!

A black shadow flashed past my eyes and soon landed on a window sill nearby. I took a closer look and saw that it was a cat covered in golden fur. It jumped far away, turned around again, and stared at me with its green eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief and showed my teeth and claws at it. It looked at it in confusion, then gave a hoarse cry and completely disappeared into the distance. I stared blankly at the place where the cat had been just now. It was now empty. Where will it go? I have no idea. The night was deep and quiet, and you could hear the rustling of fallen leaves being blown away by the wind. I have been standing on the balcony for a while. It can be said that for a long time, I have always liked to think about some problems quietly on the balcony late at night.

My name is Ke Fuchen. I am 21 years old and studying drama at the film school. But my friends around me all said that I should study acting, because I am suave, handsome, and unrestrained. It would be a waste of money to learn to write scripts and become a hero behind the scenes while showing off my reputation as a guaranteed box-office earner! I was probably immersed in this kind of comments, and I also wanted to make some extra money during the summer vacation by relying on my color, so I went to the magazine office under the scorching sun, hoping to try to be a graphic model. It is said that I can earn several thousand for just two pictures. Then I was rejected by the magazine... The reason was because it was overcrowded! How many poor college students are there competing with me for jobs in this world?

The elves have quietly left, and the monsters have disappeared. Only my wooden sword is still stuck in the sand. Before I was five years old, I spent time at my grandmother's house. There are many longan trees around my grandma's house, with fallen leaves everywhere. At that time, there was no isolation from the cement floor, and the leaves withered and rotted on the natural land. And the bare feet of a group of us children stepped on it and ran away in our childhood dreams.

There is a temple in the mountain, and there are several poor monks in the temple. Hao Youqian slipped and fell off a cliff five years ago and was picked up by Miao Zhu in the mountains. Every time she mentioned this, Miao Zhu would exaggerate the situation in which her life was hanging by a thread at that time, as well as her extraordinary medical skills. Of course, the topic always ended up on the issue of how to repay each other with springs. She was dumbfounded when she heard that Miao Zhu had decided to send her to the city to earn extra money, and there was no other reason for recommending her - "The money speaks for itself, she used to be an actress."

After seven years of dating, his girlfriend suddenly married to another man. Impulsively, he married the elementary school girl who had been secretly in love with him for many years. After more than a year of marriage, her tenderness and thoughtfulness gradually warmed his heart, and everything gradually began to move toward happiness. But at this moment, his ex-girlfriend penetrated her as a mistress... When the new love and the old love met and he finally decided to make a choice, she left a divorce agreement and ran away from home...

I am Su Tian. Shameless Tian. The editor-in-chief of a magazine has served his boss professionally for ten thousand years. I was ordered by my boss to deliver a contract to the newly signed master. I came to the master's small villa. I knocked on the door and saw - it was my ex-boyfriend who had been messing with me and abandoned me and had been missing for five years? My ex-boyfriend is a scumbag, I admit it. But after disappearing, he suddenly appears and shamelessly wants to live in my house, and performs a series of mental brainwashing on me? He said: "If I were your husband and I didn't formally divorce you, no matter how long I lost contact, would it be reasonable for me to still be your husband?"

Kou Qingzi, who had made no achievements, was suddenly promoted from an employee to the chairman's special assistant. She was flattered and found that this good job was actually miserable. Not only do I have to endure the various eccentricities of the chairman, but I also have to be on call at all times without complaining... When my grandma is sane, she likes to ask me, "Xiao Cang, when will you find me a granddaughter-in-law? Grandma's hair has turned gray from waiting." Many women have thrown themselves at me, and I have gradually become accustomed to not knowing how to pursue the girl I really like. I thought of many ways, but every time something happened, I lost my courage and could only walk past her calmly like the chairman.

What about being a top killer, and what about being a bully? It's just a game, it's not scary to anger a master, it's not shameful to hook up with a man, shamelessness is indispensable! If you want to destroy me, I will kill you. If I can't kill you, I will go find you! Uh, isn't it? The number one killer in the entire server = Yamanomurao? And... A man who farms and raises pigs? Orz... I buy cakes, the Internet is very real, reality is very fantasy!

She was forced to wash his clothes for a year because she couldn't afford a shirt, and she got into constant trouble from then on. There was something wrong with this boy, he was too domineering, too ambiguous, he was too interested in her but he really couldn't tell what his intentions were. Is she thinking too much or is she really lucky? When she is unknowingly attracted, a deadly conspiracy is gradually approaching...

Qin Qing's love is too humble, so the person she loves can openly squander it, use it, and use it to pave his own starry road. Fortunately, she met Xiang Yan before she died without a burial place, and she was able to rest her mind... "Sister Qing, please go away, Mr. Luo said, you can choose any of the artists there, and you can take the one you choose with you." When AGO's soft and soft voice reached the entrance of the dark basement, Qin Qing had already stepped down the stairs. Feeling that there were no footsteps following behind her, she turned her head again, squinted at the figure standing at the entrance and sneered, "What if you don't choose?"

Legend, remember! This is just a legend, just like me. No one knew that this legend could be true and I experienced it myself. In 2050 AD, I was 16 years old, male, place of origin: Lianfeng Town, Yongshan County, Zhaotong City, Yunnan Province... Occupation: student, studying at Yongshan County No. 3 Middle School. I feel very lucky to live in this era, with a good living environment, favorable material conditions, and harmonious human society... Human beings should always live such a comfortable life. But suddenly one day, I had a dream... And then everything changed. That day, I had just turned 16. I climbed up to the rooftop of the teaching building and looked into the distance. While I was still thinking about the connection between that dream and the meteor shower, suddenly, the earth trembled.

Old man Qiu lay quietly in the coffin. He lay on his bed listening to the water flowing by the ditch. The birds chirping outside the school house. Count the stones on my wife's grave. These are all interesting things that Old Man Qiu has been doing recently. Old Man Qiu finished counting the last stone on the grave and said softly that Qingfa would not be able to come back today. He opened his mouth and swept his tongue around his teeth as a habit. Old Man Qiu felt the presence of foreign matter between the sparse teeth. He knew that these were the strands of flesh left between his teeth yesterday afternoon. He stretched out two fingers and pulled it out accurately, licked it twice with the tip of his tongue, and swallowed it before chewing. Old man Qiu tasted a spicy smell, and he walked into a morning three years ago in this kind of friendly smell.

He wanted to get her by any means, and she got married in tears to save her lover. It was only after the wedding night that she found out that he had gone back on his word. His lover was killed, his family was persecuted, and his strong hatred wiped out the friendship between childhood sweethearts and burned down the cage he had carefully woven. He wanted her to live, but she wanted him to die. Chaos disturbed the world, and it was not until the end that I realized that my faith was no longer there, and I was already at a loss. It turns out that what was lost was a heart that had already fallen.

Yang Xiaoxiao was accidentally killed by a ghost, and in exchange she became a paper man and had the beautiful wish to fall in love with her beloved young master. Later, she accidentally fell into the water, and Xin Rong jumped into the water with the same body of a paper man to save her, even spending thousands of years of cultivation to save her. Later, it was learned that he risked his life to save her because he just wanted her soul. On July 15th, the Ghost Festival, before the curfew, the streets were deserted. Yang Xiaoxiao carried her baggage and was on her way in a dusty way. Her grandmother passed away in her hometown, and she traveled back and forth for seven days.

We are very tired of this gray floor. We step on it every morning, and our slender shadows sweep over it; the long corridor is all covered with this floor, it is it in the classroom, it is also it when we go to the laboratory, and it is even what we see when we sit on the toilet in the toilet. It was dirty, with vague lines on its surface, and I felt indescribable pain when I thought about it. Have you never felt this way? It must have happened, I just didn't want to mention it. We won't talk about it.

At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Yuan army invaded the south for the second time. The Mongolian army that had just ended its Western Expedition conquered almost all of Europe; the Song Dynasty was only supported by the King of Huai'an. However, despair came so suddenly - on the eve of the decisive battle, King Huai'an was suddenly assassinated and died silently... Liang Wenjing, originally a scholar, went to Sichuan with his father to avoid military disaster. On the way, he encountered King Huai'an of the Song Dynasty who was assassinated. Wen Jing looked exactly like King Huai'an, and His heroic legend started by accident; Xiao Yuling, from the desert of Mongolia, was the apprentice of Xiao Tianjue, the "black water surging across the world". Although her beauty was somewhat evil, she was ignorant of worldly affairs and naive when she first set foot in the middle of the river...

Wei Bi, as a website writer, once made a mistake that year, she would be hated for eternity. She made a mistake and became a pure man in the eyes of everyone. Fortunately, there is still someone who knows the goods and smells a trace of femininity in it... Unfortunately, this person is a beast in clothes. He ordered her to be hidden in the snow after a disagreement... When the QQ voice sounded, Wei Bi had just fallen asleep. I worked all night last night to finish the manuscript, and today I am exhausted and almost feel like I am dead. She was not prepared to answer the QQ call, but unexpectedly it kept ringing over and over like a man possessed.

In order to escape forced marriage, she accidentally chose a fiancé who was nine years younger than him. But this fiancé not only wants her to play, study, and fight with him, but also wants her to be his wingman to help him chase his sweetheart... However, when she sees him getting drunk for other women, why does she feel sour in her heart?

When Long Leer married Wei Yi, her age on her ID card was listed as eighteen. She is sweet and cute, with a heart-shaped face, long bangs, big and round eyes, and looks like she is playing house in a wedding dress. The Wei family is the richest man in Hong Kong and has been a large family for hundreds of years. As the eldest son, Wei Yi was sent far away to Southern France when he got married. Only his younger brother came to the wedding - because he was a fool. At the wedding, Long Leer held Wei Yi's hand and stood there smiling sweetly. Wei Yi is a head taller than her, wearing a custom-made three-piece dress with a rose on his chest. When he is not smiling, his eyes are focused and moving. There is a peach blossom tree behind them, flown all the way from China just to get a good omen.