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My name is Lin Zhao, and I specialize in investigating death scenes. My best friend offers me a private job at a sky-high price, but there is a sea of ​​blood beneath the pure white villa. When I picked up my schoolgirl's hairpin from the sewer, I realized that the next "garbage" to be cleaned up was myself.

They stole my legacy to commemorate my late father, stole my reputation and loved ones, and reduced me to an emotionless machine. The whole Internet reveled in my ruined reputation. But they don't know that I have already left a fatal mark on this "gift".

It does not teach you how to defeat fate, but invites you to see: when countless ordinary people hold hands in the wind and rain, that in itself is the deepest resilience and the brightest hope of mankind. This is not a story about heroes, but a documentary fiction about "how ordinary people become each other's light." It does not shy away from the pain and loss of life, but focuses more on recording those moments when one still reaches out despite the pain. At a time when medical dramas often focus on miracles, this book chooses to gaze at daily perseverance; at a time when growth stories prefer counterattack routines, this book honestly faces illness and limitations; at a time when war narratives tend to become grandiose, this book remembers a young man's simplest wish: "My name is Ping An." Ultimately, this is a story about "how we overcome the hurdles together" - with professionalism, courage, a red line, and a hand that will never be withdrawn in a lifetime.

The original meaning of all immortals is ordinary, the original meaning of immortals is ordinary, the original meaning of all immortals is transformed into...

Some short stories about imaginative ideas, such as - if so-and-so does not enter the palace.

The red silk is dazzling, the joy is noisy. A carefully planned marriage tightly bound a "silly" prince and a "crazy" princess. The court is turbulent, the relatives are monopolizing power, the borders are in crisis, and in the prosperous age, the imperial power is crumbling. When everyone thought this was an abandoned son and a puppet lingering on, under the red hijab, Xie Zhaozhao opened his cold and sharp eyes. On her wedding day, she overturned the etiquette and took charge of the East Palace, stirring up the storm with her delicate hands. Embezzling military pay, manipulating refugees, framing Zhongliang... Faced with numerous murderous situations, she worked step by step, using account books as a knife and people's hearts as a chess piece, vowing to cut off the black hand covering the court. Behind her, the prince Xiao Jingheng, who was regarded as an "idiot" by the world, quietly put aside his disguise. I have been dormant for ten years, just to be by her side, accumulating thunder in a silent place. From clearing out the borers in the inner garden, to the prime minister of the current dynasty whose power is overwhelming; from the turbulent court games in the capital, to the battle of life and death in the windy and sandy sky in the north. This is a marriage that started as a transaction, but evolved into a life-and-death alliance that started with utilization and ended with trust. When the final truth is revealed, facing the edict and old hatred that can subvert the imperial power, can they join hands to carve a bloody path to the top of power and to each other's true love in a desperate situation?

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"Waste Village" is like a huge furnace, in which everyone's desires, fears and humanity are put into it to smelt it into its most primitive form. Here, your allies one moment may push you into the abyss the next. When Takeshi Haruta trades his life for a glimmer of hope, when Rustaki makes a choice between betrayal and redemption, when the balance of trust tilts again and again... Only then did we understand that the test of this escape was not whether we could get out of this jungle, but what kind of people we would eventually become. Is it to survive at any cost? Or in despair, holding on to the last glimmer of humanity?

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I am pregnant. My husband and mother-in-law scolded me and hit me, but they didn't know that there was a camera hidden in my collar. I've been waiting for this live broadcast for too long.

When I returned to China to announce my marriage to my mortal enemy, everyone thought I was angry. But no one knows that I married Lu Zhixing for a deal and to bury the secret of that rainy night.

When I worked as a maid in my daughter's restaurant, I was accused of stealing. After Hanxin left, I became the head chef of a top hotel. Now they are crying and begging me to go back. I chuckle: When they forced me to leave, did I think about today?

I worked as a gunman for my husband for ten years and made him a literary superstar. At the celebration banquet, I wore a waiter uniform and smiled as his daughter called him: "Uncle."

The husband who has brought glory to the country has been abroad for seven years, but when his daughter was seriously ill, he was spending time with other people's children. Now that he has returned with great honor, his daughter timidly calls him uncle. I sneered and threw out the divorce certificate: "Mr. Zhou, we divorced three years ago."

On my seventh anniversary, my girlfriend left me to protect Bai Yueguang, even going so far as to fight against my injured brother. When I calmly dialed the lawyer's phone number, she didn't know that love had never been boiled in these seven years of warm water.

I am the "medicine" for the business queen. At the engagement party, she asked for my heart to save Bai Yueguang. I lay down on the operating table with a smile, but I didn't know that it was me who was sick all along.

I used my blood for seven years to nourish the snow primrose that my husband cherished until he brought back a stand-in that looked exactly like his first love and pulled out the grass in front of me. He didn't know that I would die if he died, and I was his "dead" first love.

After my sister passed away, I treated my nephew Lin Tao as my own, but he lived in my mansion with his girlfriend Zhang Manman, threw away his belongings, occupied the property, and even sued me in court. Until the day of the trial, when I showed a document, their faces instantly turned pale and they knelt down in court.

I have been doing funeral work all my life, but my daughter scolded me for stealing the deceased's shroud and wearing it myself. I smiled when I looked at the 50 million the customer had just called. I don't want this store or my daughter anymore - but the truth is far more terrifying than that.

What they were holding in their arms was not my son at all. I held up my phone and recorded everything. The game is over.

I worked as a cow and horse in my husband's family for seven years. Because of a bloody diaper, my whole family forced me to kneel down and identify the thief. When I was signing the divorce agreement, a secret that had been buried for many years suddenly appeared...

I once lost my eyes and my paintings to save my wife. Over the past seven years, she has relied on my ideas to reach the top. On my birthday, she brought her lover to ask for my corneas. I signed with a smile - she didn't know that these eyes were supposed to be hers.

LIKE A LOST AND FOUND--\u003C\u003CLOST AND FOUND\u003E\u003E Written to my favorite guitarist, I hope you will always make the music you like Spend a lifetime with the band friends you love hope you will always be happy i love you

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I am the fake daughter who has been raised by the An family for twenty years. On the wedding day, I was abandoned by the real daughter and my fiancé in public, and I ran away with the stigma. Four years later, I came back with my daughter, and those who had trampled on me reappeared one by one, begging for my forgiveness.

I am a "soft rice man" that is ridiculed in the industry. My wife used a strange disease to trick me into not touching her for seven years. Later I found out that everything she did was because of...

My daughter and I were stranded in the desert and asked for help from my husband who was live-streaming the celebrations, but he publicly called us liars. After my death, my soul floated to his side, and I watched with my own eyes as he said tenderly to Bai Yueguang: Ignore those two lunatics.

I was once a famous embroidery master, and I had been practicing needlework for my son for twenty years. On my sixtieth birthday, they ruined my birthday gift and kicked me out of the house. In the heavy snow, I laughed - they forgot that these hands can not only wash and cook, but can also embroider fire and Shura.

What I want to talk about next are the real strange things, supernatural events, and legends that we have grown up listening to and spread among the elderly. It's about legends and the secrets behind mysterious events that cannot be explained. Now, I say, listen.

I am the hand behind Master Gu Yan, and all his works are produced by me. On our wedding anniversary, I took the pregnancy test form, but I heard him and my apprentice planning in the studio: after I finish teaching my unique skills, I will have an "accidental" miscarriage, killing one and two.

At the end of the year, the company split my year-end bonus and the intern's bonus in half. I gave her 50,000 yuan in cash and an empty red envelope to me. I gave her the iPhone and the empty box to me. I led the project for nearly a year, and the authorship rights were given to her. I only had one project coordinator. I asked the person in charge for an explanation, but he scolded me: "Tang Lu, do you have any structure? Do you only care about money?" "The whole company knows that you are my wife, and I gave you my year-end bonus. What do others think of me? How can I manage the team in the future?" I'm trying to avoid suspicion for us!" "Besides, Xiaojie has made outstanding contributions to the post-processing of the information. That's what she deserves." Without saying a word, I called the headhunter that night: "Manager Chen, I agree to join the company you mentioned last time."

I was once the most dazzling genius of the Qingyun Sect, but I was betrayed by my beloved, best friends, and closest relatives, and pushed into the abyss. Four years later, I returned from hell, bringing my magic power and my daughter with me. This time, I want to give them a taste of what true despair is.

I am the fake daughter who has been raised by the Wen family for twenty years. I was falsely accused of stealing paintings, broke my fingers, and drove my car into the auditorium in despair. Four years later, they begged for forgiveness, but my daughter already had a father - a hero who was indirectly killed by them.

My mother-in-law is an extremely traditional woman. The day I gave birth to my daughter, she curled her lips and said, "It's just a girl's movie, and it can't spread the fragrance of the old Zhang family." My daughter loves to watch Peppa Pig, and she looked at it coldly: "What's so good about foreign pigs? I've been a fan of foreigners since I was a child!" I was busy with Christmas orders for foreign customers until late at night, but my mother-in-law was making trouble on the side: "Celebrate foreign festivals, make a fool of yourself! Be a lackey for foreigners!" Seeing that she almost ruined this big order, I suddenly chuckled. Tradition right? OK. Let me show you, who is not a "traditional woman"?

I was sent into the sea of ​​fire by my closest relatives and loved ones, just to make way for the real daughter. Five years later, Nirvana returned, but there was a replica of his little enemy beside him. When that man begged to get back together with red eyes, my revenge chess game had just begun...

The day my sister and I turned 18, we were told that we had been given false daughters by mistake. Our parents gave us a chance on the grounds of competition for survival - they sent us to foster families to level the playing field. Whoever can stand firm in five years will be their real daughter! My sister was thrust into a wealthy business family, lived in a villa, wore famous brands, and became a senior executive directly after graduation, but I was thrust into a low-income household in the suburbs. Not only could I not study, but I also had to take care of the housework and expenses of the whole family. I questioned how unfair this was, but my parents yelled at me with disgust, "Survival is not a matter of human nature, it's all random choice, why do you care so much?" "There are so many families who come from poor families. To put it bluntly, you just don't have the ability to still worry about it! "My sister leaned on the handrail of the stairs and poured red wine all over me, and said sarcastically, "Sister, accept your fate and don't blame others!" I suppressed my anger, turned and rushed into the phone booth, and called the reporter's desk, "Hello, hello, I agree to be interviewed by you."

My name is Su Wen, and I am a well-known good person in the circle. My best friend Lin Feier said that in order to celebrate the success of my project, we formed a ten-person game and agreed to be AA. The location is "Cloud", a top luxury restaurant with a per capita price of five digits. After drinking for three rounds, they disappeared collectively on the pretext of touching up their makeup. The manager slapped the bill of 88,000 in front of me: "Ms. Su, your friends said it was your treat."

I was begged to go back by those wealthy parents. They said that the fake daughter suffered from depression and needed family companionship, and asked me to go back and be an "emotional trash can." I smiled, it was a good job and the money came quickly. "It's okay to be a trash can, but you have to pay. She cried for two thousand, and she committed suicide for fifty thousand. If she ran away from home and asked me to find her in the middle of the night, I would be charged based on the mileage." My parents were eager to save their daughter. They thought I was just a philistine village girl, so they signed an agreement and wanted to get me back as soon as possible. As soon as I got home, the fake daughter-in-law started. She looked at the street clothes I was wearing, covered her face and started sobbing. "My sister had a very hard life in the past. I was the one who robbed her of her life. Wuwuwu..." My parents felt very distressed and were about to come up to comfort me. I held the counter and pressed it "click, click" next to it. "One cry, two cries... Ouch, this cry is long, let's count it as two cries." The fake daughter cried for a while and looked at me with snot bubbles hanging from her nose. I threw the counter in front of my father. "I cried a total of fifteen times. Let's round up the total and get 30,000 yuan. Please pay me." My father was so angry that his hands were shaking. "Your sister is so sad, why are you still thinking about money?" "No money? Then I'm leaving." I pretended to leave. "Here! I'll give it!" My father gritted his teeth and transferred the money. Looking at the balance on his phone, I turned to the fake daughter and said. "Sister, you were not in the right mood just now, why don't you cry again?"

Xu Jianguo and I got married when we were 19 years old. In the most desolate year, he could only huddle in the pig pen to keep warm. Later, I sold my old house and accompanied him to resign and go to sea. He once promised me that he would organize the grandest wedding for me in the year of my golden wedding. But until he was hospitalized with a fracture, I looked for his medical insurance card everywhere at home. Only then did he accidentally discover his hidden will: "After my death, the property will belong to Ms. Yu Sufen..." Yu Sufen was Xu Jianguo's first love who never married. My husband made an understatement: "What's wrong with me leaving a guarantee for my old friend? You are so selfish!" My son also accused me: "Sufen's mother has been single all her life, unlike your family, which is as happy as yours. Mom, don't be petty!" I nodded, hid the 3 million that had just arrived overnight, and decided to divorce at dawn.

I won the prize at the annual meeting and I couldn't wait to share the good news with my family. "I won 5,000 yuan! I plan to use the money to travel -" "Travel?" Before she could finish her words, my mother screamed and came over to take the money away. "We have raised you so much, but if you win the lottery, you don't want to repay your kindness, but you want to be happy and free!" My sister also came over to join in the money grabbing. "Sister, I'm going to college soon, and I just need a tablet." The phone vibrated, and my boyfriend also sent a message. "Great! We can use this money to add two banquets!" The moment the money was taken away from his hand. My heart was completely cold.

I thought that Liu Mingxuan's ambition was to become a successful scholar, and that the ambition of a scholar was disdainful of the love between his children. Later I learned that his ambitions had nothing to do with others. He never even took me into his eyes. Although it was an elder's wish to get engaged to him, I was really happy. In recent years, he has often come to Gu Mansion to seek advice. I thought he at least had some appreciation for me. I never thought that the person in his heart was never me.

The second before I swiped my card at the Rolex counter, I heard the scream of my pet cat in my arms. Brother Qin! Don't buy this rubbish watch! The zombies are coming in a month! You can neither eat nor smash walnuts with this thing, so why buy it? ! Go buy gasoline! Buy engine oil! I sold my limited-edition yacht and bought it for a heavy-duty excavator! My hand shook, and the multi-million watch almost fell to the ground. The cabinet guy looked at me with disdain, wearing white gloves: "Mr. Qin, if the balance in the card is insufficient, you can come back another day." I ignored him, but looked down at the black cat named "Little Briquettes" nestled in my arms. It is usually arrogant and indifferent, but now it is staring at my card package with its emerald eyes. I didn't have time to talk nonsense with the cabinet guy, so I turned around and dialed the number of Lao Wang, the largest local spare parts market. "Bring me a thousand liters of diesel and five hundred kilograms of compressed biscuits. I want the high-calorie military type! I want it now!" From this moment on, Qin Ye, the top rich young man in the Beijing circle who only played with cars, watches, and sensuality, died. Replaced by Qin Ye, the doomsday survival madman.

After five years of marriage, my husband firmly believed that his eldest son was a bastard. When I was pregnant with my second child, he forced me to appear on a live reality show and do a paternity test in front of a national audience. When the result was revealed, he went completely crazy, and I died on the trial platform he built with his own hands.

I am Shen Ya, and I died in a trust test designed by my husband. When the national audience saw him accepting the award, I was protecting my daughter with my last body heat. But no one knew that when I pressed the red button, I had already prepared for him to be ruined.

After reading this book of redemption literature, I also sponsored a poor male college student on a whim. Later, I learned that more girls in their village had good grades and had no chance to continue studying, so I sponsored a wave of female universities. But that day, a sponsored female student and a stupid guy pried open my door. Not only was she ungrateful, but she also said to me: "Bitch, my boyfriend is kind enough to support you, but you actually ruined our relationship." She punched and kicked me, and asked the stupid guy to pin me down on the bed of the imperial concubine. On the chair, he tore my clothes to pieces and sneered: "You coquettish hooves, I knew you were restless. No serious person would buy a chaise longue." "Today I will let you know what Xu Guiyuan's methods are like!" Wait, isn't Xu Guiyuan the poor male college I sponsored?

After my sister also got leukemia, I changed her life-saving medicine to vitamin C sugar. But when his hand shook, the pills scattered all over the floor. My mother, who had just returned from paying the fee, was so angry that she pushed me to the ground: "Lin An'an, don't you know how important this medicine is? Do you want your sister to die!" It hurts. But I held back my tears and encouraged myself secretly. Lin Anan, you must pretend to be more like yourself! Who told you to have a stupid mother? Even though the doctor said that the family's money was only enough to treat my sister and me, she insisted on kneeling down and begging the doctor, saying that even if he drained her blood and sold her life, we must all survive. But it was obvious that just to collect medical expenses for us, my father ran takeaways during the day and drove at night. He was so tired that he fell asleep and was hit by a car and never woke up. This time, you can no longer drag down your mother or this family. After sniffing, I said the harshest words: "I just want her to die! If she dies, I will have money for medical treatment!" "Why can't you make money! You are the most useless mother!" Pa - a slap on the face. But I laughed. Well done, Mom. I was a bad boy, I deserved not to be chosen, I deserved to die. This way you won't be sad or cry when I leave.

In line with the principle of not wasting, I took away the two boxes of untouched Aolong rice in the conference room. As soon as the front legs entered the house, the crowd in the back legs exploded. The office director specially liked me and sent me a surveillance screenshot of me packing bags in the tea room. "Some people, on the surface, are noble, but behind the scenes they even steal the company's swill." They even specially liked me. "@Have you ever eaten good food? The company is for business, not a charity that distributes relief food to refugees!" Ten minutes later, the person who never spoke in the group bubbled up. "I think you ate too much of the company's goodies?!"

Everyone in the capital knew that the King of Jin had bought back a beautiful slave as beautiful as a flower. Not only did he bring it back to the capital, he was also very considerate of it. On the first day after returning to Beijing, the princess held me down outside the palace in front of everyone and gave me twenty sticks. "If you want to enter the prince's palace, you must first bear the punishment of this rod." "I want you to think clearly about your identity and don't get in front of the prince unflatteringly." The prince became angry because of this and did not step into her room for three days. The princess got angry at me and threw me naked into the icy lake in late autumn. "You bitch, you must be the one making trouble in front of the prince!" The clinker prince happened to return home, and he jumped into the lake and fished me up. He held me tightly in his arms and informed the princess coldly. "I want to take a concubine." But I refused. After being surprised, he became even more affectionate towards me. "I didn't expect you to be so clueless." I lowered my head, very obediently, with murderous intent in my eyes. Nothing at all? No, I have too many pictures. I'll put a head on your neck. I'm trying to save the lives of your whole family!

The eldest young master in Beijing lost in truth or dare, and the punishment was to make me fall in love with his two good brothers. In order to be realistic, he even contributed his own secondary card and sports car as bait. Qing Leng Buddha broke the precepts for me and knelt down on a rainy night to beg me not to leave. The bad guy in Beijing went crazy for me and had my name tattooed all over him just asking me to look at him. The prince looked at me on the surveillance camera and smiled calmly: "It's just a game, does she take it seriously?" Until that day, when he saw me slapping it on the table, he asked the three of them with a sneer: "Tell me, who does this belong to?" The three arrogant men instantly became red-eyed and beat their heads to pieces. The eldest young master finally panicked and held my hand tremblingly: "Xixi, stop playing and come home with me." I shook his hand away and smiled brightly and cruelly: "I'm sorry, I have a new goal. This game for you is out."