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The Ghost Possessed by the Code
Short Fiction被代码附身的亡魂
My Fate Is Up To Me And I Won't Be Able To Enjoy It
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穿书后我掀了剧本去养老
Li Lixuanllx
Lin Wan woke up in the ruined temple, with the sweet taste of poisonous wine remaining in his mouth. Shen Mingzhu's desperate screams when her lover drank poisoned wine still echoed in her ears. "System binding successful, revenge targets: Xiao Yuchen, Su Rou'er." She vomited out the poisonous blood, chewed the bitter purple fenugreek, and sneaked into Nanshi wrapped in a ragged felt blanket. In the teahouse, everyone was praising the perfect match between the prince and the talented girl. "That Mr. Shen's heart is like a snake. He pushed Miss Su into the water. She deserves to be abandoned!" Lin Wan crushed the stoneware bowl and the fragments cut into her palm. Wedding on the 15th next month? Very good. She decided to give this gift.
Lin Wan woke up in the ruined temple, with the sweet taste of poisonous wine remaining in his mouth. Shen Mingzhu's desperate screams when her lover drank poisoned wine still echoed in her ears. "System binding successful, revenge targets: Xiao Yuchen, Su Rou'er." She vomited out the poisonous blood, chewed the bitter purple fenugreek, and sneaked into Nanshi wrapped in a ragged felt blanket. In the teahouse, everyone was praising the perfect match between the prince and the talented girl. "That Mr. Shen's heart is like a snake. He pushed Miss Su into the water. She deserves to be abandoned!" Lin Wan crushed the stoneware bowl and the fragments cut into her palm. Wedding on the 15th next month? Very good. She decided to give this gift.

Palace Wall
Short Fiction宫墙缚
Uuuu Disk
Once again traveling back to the world that she had left behind, Shen Jiyue felt uneasy. How to survive, how to leave? Seeing the disappearing white moonlight again, the tyrant curled his lips Do you still want to run? At both ends of the confrontation, who will admit defeat first? PS: be
Once again traveling back to the world that she had left behind, Shen Jiyue felt uneasy. How to survive, how to leave? Seeing the disappearing white moonlight again, the tyrant curled his lips Do you still want to run? At both ends of the confrontation, who will admit defeat first? PS: be

Get to Know Each Other in a Busy World
Short Fiction在车水马龙的世界里相识
Flowers Will Bloom Along The Road
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Jade Level Blood 1
Short Fiction玉阶血1
Terminal Disease
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Love in Kwai Garden
Short Fiction葵园之情
Ye Yangba
Countless midnights, I was always awakened by the same scene: the last person sitting alone after the end of the world, and the silence was cut open by a knock on the door. This knock is like a rusty key, twisting out countless possibilities in my mind - alien greetings, whimpering in space and time, and questions about the end of AI. So these auras are forged into micro-novel, each article is less than 10,000 words, so that the story becomes a prism, reflecting the different spectrums of doomsday, technology and human nature. The stories shine like scattered stars: either the mechanical nightingale hums the memory fragments in the ruins, or the time vending machine seals the unspoken confession, or the clone's pupils flashing with code when facing the tombstone. They start with a knock on the door, but they don't end with loneliness - I plant buds of hope in the desperate frozen soil, salvage human warmth from the torrent of data, and return to the code in the wreckage of civilization. Inspiration surges like a spring stream: the next knocker may be a migratory bird carrying the earth's genes, or a code that travels across dimensions. These words will eventually be compiled into "Memorandum of the Door-Knocker", which contains the curiosity that is still beating at the end of the world and the questions and answers of the soul that is burning in loneliness. When the last page falls, every knock on the door is a soft call to the unknown - the most tenacious will of mankind is hidden in the first glimmer of light in the eyes when the door is opened. Writing is essentially a long conversation with myself in parallel time and space, knocking on doors across the years.
Countless midnights, I was always awakened by the same scene: the last person sitting alone after the end of the world, and the silence was cut open by a knock on the door. This knock is like a rusty key, twisting out countless possibilities in my mind - alien greetings, whimpering in space and time, and questions about the end of AI. So these auras are forged into micro-novel, each article is less than 10,000 words, so that the story becomes a prism, reflecting the different spectrums of doomsday, technology and human nature. The stories shine like scattered stars: either the mechanical nightingale hums the memory fragments in the ruins, or the time vending machine seals the unspoken confession, or the clone's pupils flashing with code when facing the tombstone. They start with a knock on the door, but they don't end with loneliness - I plant buds of hope in the desperate frozen soil, salvage human warmth from the torrent of data, and return to the code in the wreckage of civilization. Inspiration surges like a spring stream: the next knocker may be a migratory bird carrying the earth's genes, or a code that travels across dimensions. These words will eventually be compiled into "Memorandum of the Door-Knocker", which contains the curiosity that is still beating at the end of the world and the questions and answers of the soul that is burning in loneliness. When the last page falls, every knock on the door is a soft call to the unknown - the most tenacious will of mankind is hidden in the first glimmer of light in the eyes when the door is opened. Writing is essentially a long conversation with myself in parallel time and space, knocking on doors across the years.

The Sky Within Reach
Short Fiction伸手可及的天空
Laughing At Fengchen
The 18-year-old Chen Yitian met the 18-year-old Bai Mo. One day he was taken care of by Bai Mo. From then on, he vowed to stay close to Bai Mo and protect her. From then on, Chen Yitian began to work hard to get closer to Bai Mo. When neither of them noticed, they both had secret feelings for each other. The ignorant throbbing of youth is the best proof of their relationship.
The 18-year-old Chen Yitian met the 18-year-old Bai Mo. One day he was taken care of by Bai Mo. From then on, he vowed to stay close to Bai Mo and protect her. From then on, Chen Yitian began to work hard to get closer to Bai Mo. When neither of them noticed, they both had secret feelings for each other. The ignorant throbbing of youth is the best proof of their relationship.

Music Master a Bing
Short Fiction音乐大师阿炳
I Don't Know Much About Writing
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Seventy Yanjia
Short Fiction七十延佳
I Have Money In My Arms
He was unparalleled in splendor since he was a child, but when he grew up, he and his husband disrupted their splendor. He was unparalleled in the world and aroused the admiration of countless people. (There is no cruelty in this article. If you dare to say that there is, labor and management will come to see you with swords.) The past life is over in two chapters, and there is more to come.
He was unparalleled in splendor since he was a child, but when he grew up, he and his husband disrupted their splendor. He was unparalleled in the world and aroused the admiration of countless people. (There is no cruelty in this article. If you dare to say that there is, labor and management will come to see you with swords.) The past life is over in two chapters, and there is more to come.

Winter Sunset
Short Fiction冬日的夕阳
Military Lord Huanxia
Eighteen winter days, life progresses again and again. From childhood ignorance to youthful sobriety. Life is a journey from knowing nothing to knowing everything. Finally, it ages and returns to the silent winter.
Eighteen winter days, life progresses again and again. From childhood ignorance to youthful sobriety. Life is a journey from knowing nothing to knowing everything. Finally, it ages and returns to the silent winter.

Fall of the Outer Gods
Short Fiction外神陨落
Military Lord Huanxia
Tribute to the great Cthulhu With the eternally sleeping Azathoth May they from distant Yuggoth not come to earth to rule cruelly
Tribute to the great Cthulhu With the eternally sleeping Azathoth May they from distant Yuggoth not come to earth to rule cruelly

ICU见最后一面飞往冰岛看极光
My Fate Is Up To Me And I Won't Be Able To Enjoy It
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Even If There is a Spring Breeze in the World,
Short Fiction人间纵有春风误
A Leaf Of Light Red Dust
Even if there are spring breezes in the world, The peach blossoms are still all over my body.
Even if there are spring breezes in the world, The peach blossoms are still all over my body.

That Burst of Apple Flavor
Short Fiction那一阵苹果味风
A Cute Little One
You and I started out with that apple-flavored wind
You and I started out with that apple-flavored wind

Favorite Love
Short Fiction最爱之爱恋
I Don't Know Much About Writing
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Drug Dregs
Short Fiction药渣
Cover Up The Relationship
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Love at First Sight: the Boy Who Lives Next Door
Short Fiction一见钟情:借住隔壁的少年
I'm Ok Again Today
Introduction: - A strange and handsome young man was lying on his brother Xu Mu's bed. Xu Ai Ai was obsessed with thinking that his brother had undergone plastic surgery and wanted to kiss him like he did when he was a child. "Hello, sister! I am Gu Yi... Xu Mu's classmate. I need to stay at your house temporarily for a week." .... Xu Ai: "One week is too short, let's live here for a lifetime!" - Gu Yi only came to stay at home for a week, but he kidnapped Xu Ai's heart.
Introduction: - A strange and handsome young man was lying on his brother Xu Mu's bed. Xu Ai Ai was obsessed with thinking that his brother had undergone plastic surgery and wanted to kiss him like he did when he was a child. "Hello, sister! I am Gu Yi... Xu Mu's classmate. I need to stay at your house temporarily for a week." .... Xu Ai: "One week is too short, let's live here for a lifetime!" - Gu Yi only came to stay at home for a week, but he kidnapped Xu Ai's heart.

Classic Cars Are Not Popular
Short Fiction老爷车它不火
I Don't Know Much About Writing
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Purple Firefly
Short Fiction紫色流萤
Mr. Ping Ping Wu Wei Wei
"A Different World in the Sky·The First Book" [Original·Micro-torture·Revenge·Multiple elements·Civilization evolution·HE] Everyone in the world wants the favor of gods, but they don't know that gods also need love. In darkness, even if only one person believes in it, it can awaken the deepest compassion of gods. This is my first time here. If there are any inaccuracies, please don't be upset, little readers. I wish you happiness and happiness in your life! Tingxing, an ordinary person who grew up in Blue Star, returned home to meet his father Tingjiang on a bicycle to see him off in order not to be late for school. However, he accidentally blocked his parents' plan to escape the massacre, causing his parents to give up their escape and were killed by a man wearing a black robe. Both of them died. After witnessing the murder of his parents, he hurriedly called the police. The police arrived, but his parents were safe. Which one is more important, lies or truth, reality or illusion, truth or falsehood? Living in the world is for a truth that is not the truth, but for death; we weave lies for the sake of the truth that looks like a lie.
"A Different World in the Sky·The First Book" [Original·Micro-torture·Revenge·Multiple elements·Civilization evolution·HE] Everyone in the world wants the favor of gods, but they don't know that gods also need love. In darkness, even if only one person believes in it, it can awaken the deepest compassion of gods. This is my first time here. If there are any inaccuracies, please don't be upset, little readers. I wish you happiness and happiness in your life! Tingxing, an ordinary person who grew up in Blue Star, returned home to meet his father Tingjiang on a bicycle to see him off in order not to be late for school. However, he accidentally blocked his parents' plan to escape the massacre, causing his parents to give up their escape and were killed by a man wearing a black robe. Both of them died. After witnessing the murder of his parents, he hurriedly called the police. The police arrived, but his parents were safe. Which one is more important, lies or truth, reality or illusion, truth or falsehood? Living in the world is for a truth that is not the truth, but for death; we weave lies for the sake of the truth that looks like a lie.

I Married the Wrong Person
Short Fiction我嫁错人了
My Fate Is Up To Me And I Won't Be Able To Enjoy It
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The mansion is your paradise

The Beautiful World of Our Time
Short Fiction我们的时光之美好世界
I Don't Know Much About Writing
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Dream 0a
Short Fiction梦见0a
Luo Youqing
Oh, it turns out that everything is a dream, but sometimes it seems that it is not real.
Oh, it turns out that everything is a dream, but sometimes it seems that it is not real.

Diary Inspiration
Short Fiction日记启情
Pay Half Attention
In the bustling modern city, Lin Xia, a scholar of historical research, has the gears of destiny turning quietly. By chance, she came across a long-dusted diary of the Republic of China. From then on, a love spanning time and space slowly began. Every page of the diary delicately depicts the unforgettable love story during the Republic of China, like a scroll slowly unfolding before Lin Xia's eyes. However, as the research deepened, Lin Xia was surprised to find that he was inextricably linked to the heroine in the diary. Every time she explores, it is like touching herself in another time and space. This wonderful connection continues to attract her to dig deeper. In the process of pursuing the truth, Lin Xia was not only immersed in this touching love, but also gradually revealed the secrets that her family had hidden for many years. The two time-spaces of modern times and the Republic of China are intertwined, and love and family secrets are intertwined. Lin Xia is unraveling the intricate clues. How will she face this emotional bond that spans time and space? How will we unravel the mysterious veil of the family?
In the bustling modern city, Lin Xia, a scholar of historical research, has the gears of destiny turning quietly. By chance, she came across a long-dusted diary of the Republic of China. From then on, a love spanning time and space slowly began. Every page of the diary delicately depicts the unforgettable love story during the Republic of China, like a scroll slowly unfolding before Lin Xia's eyes. However, as the research deepened, Lin Xia was surprised to find that he was inextricably linked to the heroine in the diary. Every time she explores, it is like touching herself in another time and space. This wonderful connection continues to attract her to dig deeper. In the process of pursuing the truth, Lin Xia was not only immersed in this touching love, but also gradually revealed the secrets that her family had hidden for many years. The two time-spaces of modern times and the Republic of China are intertwined, and love and family secrets are intertwined. Lin Xia is unraveling the intricate clues. How will she face this emotional bond that spans time and space? How will we unravel the mysterious veil of the family?

The Secret between My Uncle and Me
Short Fiction我和大伯的秘密
I Love To Eat Fish And Shrimp
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Dear Father-in-law, I Love You
Short Fiction亲爱岳父我爱你
I Love To Eat Fish And Shrimp
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Only Me and the Wind Remember
Short Fiction只有我和风记得
Winter Melon Dong
After three years of relationship, he lost all interest in life. Facing her nagging every day, he just felt bored, so he broke up with her on the first day of the new year. After breaking up with her, Liuyang fell into a cycle, a cycle of time and space, and a cycle of love. In the moments when time and space kept intersecting, he fell in love with her repeatedly, but he would eventually return to the worst ending, but the roles were reversed, and she was the one who no longer wanted to have any intersection. This time, he went back to before he met her, but why? She fell in love with someone else...
After three years of relationship, he lost all interest in life. Facing her nagging every day, he just felt bored, so he broke up with her on the first day of the new year. After breaking up with her, Liuyang fell into a cycle, a cycle of time and space, and a cycle of love. In the moments when time and space kept intersecting, he fell in love with her repeatedly, but he would eventually return to the worst ending, but the roles were reversed, and she was the one who no longer wanted to have any intersection. This time, he went back to before he met her, but why? She fell in love with someone else...

Heart Rate
Short Fiction心跳流速
Timid
Catkins were flying in Binhe Park, and the stones thrown by Lin Xi, a vocational high school student in water conservancy, knocked over the thermos cup in which Zhou Yu, a top student at a key high school, was soaking wolfberry berries - and also shattered a paper full of physics formulas. When the sleeves of the orange waterproof suit rubbed against the smeared ink, and the pencil tip scratched "mgh=1\u002F2mv?" On the draft paper, Zhou Yu discovered that this mechanics problem that had troubled him for three hours was nothing more than "the friction coefficient" in her words. In the rusty training base, next to the leaky piano, dusty notebooks record the milk tea shop schedule and the price tags of second-hand teaching materials. Her frozen red fingers couldn't press the scales of "For Alice" accurately, but they could press the scale of the hydrograph accurately. And when an unexpected fall caused his heartbeat to break through the rusty air, Zhou Yu finally saw clearly the scrawled notes on the middle page of the music score: Gap 350 yuan --How many flow velocity measurements are needed before I can understand her river? Undercurrents surge under the gate, and formulas and emotions ferment in the rain. At the intersection of two worlds, can a level measure the deviation of the heartbeat?
Catkins were flying in Binhe Park, and the stones thrown by Lin Xi, a vocational high school student in water conservancy, knocked over the thermos cup in which Zhou Yu, a top student at a key high school, was soaking wolfberry berries - and also shattered a paper full of physics formulas. When the sleeves of the orange waterproof suit rubbed against the smeared ink, and the pencil tip scratched "mgh=1\u002F2mv?" On the draft paper, Zhou Yu discovered that this mechanics problem that had troubled him for three hours was nothing more than "the friction coefficient" in her words. In the rusty training base, next to the leaky piano, dusty notebooks record the milk tea shop schedule and the price tags of second-hand teaching materials. Her frozen red fingers couldn't press the scales of "For Alice" accurately, but they could press the scale of the hydrograph accurately. And when an unexpected fall caused his heartbeat to break through the rusty air, Zhou Yu finally saw clearly the scrawled notes on the middle page of the music score: Gap 350 yuan --How many flow velocity measurements are needed before I can understand her river? Undercurrents surge under the gate, and formulas and emotions ferment in the rain. At the intersection of two worlds, can a level measure the deviation of the heartbeat?

Little Boy's Love Fantasy
Short Fiction小男生的恋爱幻想
Li Yangyu
Love fantasy is a completely fictitious love novel. It is precisely because you have never experienced it that you can imagine it as bad as possible (in my personal opinion). Please watch it at your own discretion (I originally liked science fiction, but there is no corresponding division)
Love fantasy is a completely fictitious love novel. It is precisely because you have never experienced it that you can imagine it as bad as possible (in my personal opinion). Please watch it at your own discretion (I originally liked science fiction, but there is no corresponding division)

Strange Tales of the New Night
Short Fiction新夜怪谈
Zeng Wen Blind
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Rusty Morning Light
Short Fiction锈蚀晨光
Dong Zhaoyi
Two broken men, one sinking due to the sins of the past, the other closing himself off due to the cruelty of fate. They met in the darkest moment, from hostility to understanding, and finally redeemed each other and found the meaning of living.
Two broken men, one sinking due to the sins of the past, the other closing himself off due to the cruelty of fate. They met in the darkest moment, from hostility to understanding, and finally redeemed each other and found the meaning of living.

Cat Knows I Love You
Short Fiction猫知道我爱你
Buddhist Siming
For six years, for six years, he would prepare a surprise for me every birthday. The first year was an out-of-print album I mentioned casually, and the second year was a concert I loved but couldn't buy tickets for... So of course I was expecting bigger surprises this year, but he has yet to be seen. I finally couldn't help but send him a message: Where did you die? At this time, I heard a cat meowing outside the window. The look in this strange cat's eyes made me feel a little familiar.
For six years, for six years, he would prepare a surprise for me every birthday. The first year was an out-of-print album I mentioned casually, and the second year was a concert I loved but couldn't buy tickets for... So of course I was expecting bigger surprises this year, but he has yet to be seen. I finally couldn't help but send him a message: Where did you die? At this time, I heard a cat meowing outside the window. The look in this strange cat's eyes made me feel a little familiar.

Tianshu Fengyunji
Short Fiction天枢风云记
Where Is My Bear?
[Short Story][Martial Arts][Jianghu][Court][Planning] During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, there were rumors in the world that a peerless secret book "Tianshu Tu" that could command the world would soon appear on the Fengling Ancient Road. The good and the evil are constantly fighting for this, and the court forces are also secretly involved. Jin Yiwei and Dongchang compete with each other, and the world is suddenly in turmoil. For this treasure of the world, various forces are fighting openly and covertly, and bloodshed is inevitable. Xiao Yunfan, a disciple of the Tianyue Sect, was ordered to trace the whereabouts of the "Tianshu Map", but unexpectedly got involved in the conspiracy vortex of the Jianghu and the court in Fengling Town. The secret struggle between the righteous path, the evil sect, foreign enemies, and the imperial court is complicated and confusing. Not only does Xiao Yunfan have to face powerful enemies around him, he also has to doubt his own sect. In this game of intrigue and betrayal, Xiao Yunfan met the mysterious restaurant proprietress Ye Shuang, the killer Leng Yue and his senior brother Du Qingfeng. The three of them joined forces to fight against the evil sect and the court forces, and gradually uncovered the truth of the "Tianshu Map". As the conspiracy gradually surfaced, Xiao Yunfan discovered that "Tianshu Tu" was not only a martial arts secret book, but also a tool to control the lifeblood of the world and the court. Faced with fate and choice, he fell into a deep struggle: should he continue to be loyal to his master, or should he fight for justice in the world? The situation in the world is changing, and grievances and hatreds are intertwined. Can Xiao Yunfan find his own way in this bloody storm?
[Short Story][Martial Arts][Jianghu][Court][Planning] During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, there were rumors in the world that a peerless secret book "Tianshu Tu" that could command the world would soon appear on the Fengling Ancient Road. The good and the evil are constantly fighting for this, and the court forces are also secretly involved. Jin Yiwei and Dongchang compete with each other, and the world is suddenly in turmoil. For this treasure of the world, various forces are fighting openly and covertly, and bloodshed is inevitable. Xiao Yunfan, a disciple of the Tianyue Sect, was ordered to trace the whereabouts of the "Tianshu Map", but unexpectedly got involved in the conspiracy vortex of the Jianghu and the court in Fengling Town. The secret struggle between the righteous path, the evil sect, foreign enemies, and the imperial court is complicated and confusing. Not only does Xiao Yunfan have to face powerful enemies around him, he also has to doubt his own sect. In this game of intrigue and betrayal, Xiao Yunfan met the mysterious restaurant proprietress Ye Shuang, the killer Leng Yue and his senior brother Du Qingfeng. The three of them joined forces to fight against the evil sect and the court forces, and gradually uncovered the truth of the "Tianshu Map". As the conspiracy gradually surfaced, Xiao Yunfan discovered that "Tianshu Tu" was not only a martial arts secret book, but also a tool to control the lifeblood of the world and the court. Faced with fate and choice, he fell into a deep struggle: should he continue to be loyal to his master, or should he fight for justice in the world? The situation in the world is changing, and grievances and hatreds are intertwined. Can Xiao Yunfan find his own way in this bloody storm?

Unrecognizable You
Short Fiction无法识别的你
Huai'an Anna
Your AI can't read people's minds, just like you can't read me. Genius AI engineer Yu Jin\
Your AI can't read people's minds, just like you can't read me. Genius AI engineer Yu Jin\

The System Says We Can't Fall in Love
Short Fiction系统说我们不能相爱
Sleeping And Listening To The Sound Of Rain
If preventing him from confessing can help him wake up, then this is a very good deal. Here, they are more than just a string of codes to me, I hope they live well in another way... Including you in the real world.
If preventing him from confessing can help him wake up, then this is a very good deal. Here, they are more than just a string of codes to me, I hope they live well in another way... Including you in the real world.

How is Floating Life Like a Dream?
Short Fiction浮生何如如梦之梦
Ink Grease
Life is like a dream, not like an illusion. Come and see all kinds of things in the world with Sister Tao. Some people are greedy for money, some are greedy for love. Different people and monsters will draw different stories. I want to own the heartless grass, but I am afraid of hurting my hands, and even more afraid of being sad. There is pain and joy. Afraid of touch. Missed. Flowers on the other side have flowers but no leaves, and leaves but no flowers. Life after life, the flowers and leaves are in opposite directions. What kind of story will happen between demons and demons? In this prosperous world, luckily you are by my side. Fortunately, you are willing to watch it with me.
Life is like a dream, not like an illusion. Come and see all kinds of things in the world with Sister Tao. Some people are greedy for money, some are greedy for love. Different people and monsters will draw different stories. I want to own the heartless grass, but I am afraid of hurting my hands, and even more afraid of being sad. There is pain and joy. Afraid of touch. Missed. Flowers on the other side have flowers but no leaves, and leaves but no flowers. Life after life, the flowers and leaves are in opposite directions. What kind of story will happen between demons and demons? In this prosperous world, luckily you are by my side. Fortunately, you are willing to watch it with me.

我只是来横店体验生活没想当明星
Small Boat In Desert
Lin Yiyi, a newcomer to society, wanted to quietly experience life as a passerby in Hengdian. However, due to an accident, she "tripped" and became a "porcelain monster" to top classmate Lu Siming. What's even more dramatic is that she became his "savior" in the next second! The trending search exploded, and the entire Internet exploded. The two polar labels of # Scheming Female Top # and pushed her to the forefront. After being forced to sign a "fake assistant" contract, she cooperated with the acting on the surface, but secretly set up a microscope: Who touched Wia? Who is stabbing you in the back? Faced with the whole network's slander and coffee-pouring, Lin Yi held back his energy and blew up the set with an impromptu god-level performance to complete a desperate counterattack! But capital's counterattack was even more fierce, with accusations and hype... When all the dirty water poured down, Lin Yi threw out the irrefutable evidence in his old backpack, and teamed up with Lu Siming to ignite "Operation Fireworks", vowing to blow up the mastermind behind the scenes! The storm is over and the experience card has expired? Jia Lin, a passerby, pinched the yellowed drama ticket stub and looked at the outstretched hand of the top actor - "Would you like to get on the bus for the next stop in life?" This time, the experience card seems to be a lifelong card.
Lin Yiyi, a newcomer to society, wanted to quietly experience life as a passerby in Hengdian. However, due to an accident, she "tripped" and became a "porcelain monster" to top classmate Lu Siming. What's even more dramatic is that she became his "savior" in the next second! The trending search exploded, and the entire Internet exploded. The two polar labels of # Scheming Female Top # and pushed her to the forefront. After being forced to sign a "fake assistant" contract, she cooperated with the acting on the surface, but secretly set up a microscope: Who touched Wia? Who is stabbing you in the back? Faced with the whole network's slander and coffee-pouring, Lin Yi held back his energy and blew up the set with an impromptu god-level performance to complete a desperate counterattack! But capital's counterattack was even more fierce, with accusations and hype... When all the dirty water poured down, Lin Yi threw out the irrefutable evidence in his old backpack, and teamed up with Lu Siming to ignite "Operation Fireworks", vowing to blow up the mastermind behind the scenes! The storm is over and the experience card has expired? Jia Lin, a passerby, pinched the yellowed drama ticket stub and looked at the outstretched hand of the top actor - "Would you like to get on the bus for the next stop in life?" This time, the experience card seems to be a lifelong card.

Lobe Redemption
Short Fiction脑叶救赎
Dragon's Sorrow At Dawn
I accidentally traveled to another world and became a supervisor, so... Let me atone for A's behavior
I accidentally traveled to another world and became a supervisor, so... Let me atone for A's behavior

First Astringency of Lime
Short Fiction青柠初涩
Ye Wenjie
For seventeen years, Maureen hid all her feelings. In the name of a good friend, she accompanied Xu Chen through every morning and evening. It wasn't until the boy confessed his love against the light that he realized that his secret love had already quietly taken root and sprouted over the years.
For seventeen years, Maureen hid all her feelings. In the name of a good friend, she accompanied Xu Chen through every morning and evening. It wasn't until the boy confessed his love against the light that he realized that his secret love had already quietly taken root and sprouted over the years.

The President's Ultimate Assistant
Short Fiction总裁的终极特助
I Am A Sleeping Dragon
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Where is the Wind?
Short Fiction风处何方
Tunnel
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雪夜紫霄原创同人短篇总集
Purple Sky On Snowy Night
A collection of Xueye Zixiao's original fan short stories. Comments and deficiencies are welcome. Thank you to all of you who take the text seriously.
A collection of Xueye Zixiao's original fan short stories. Comments and deficiencies are welcome. Thank you to all of you who take the text seriously.

Color Record
Short Fiction颜色录
Aoki Guo
I can't write a long novel, so I want to write a collection of novels. Newbie, please give me some advice! ! ! Ps: High school students, there are still a few days to take the college entrance examination, so they may disappear. Another note: Guo Aoki is not alone. So the styles are very different, just one little story after another. There is even a game mode where each person takes turns writing a few hundred words, which seems relaxing. Thank you.
I can't write a long novel, so I want to write a collection of novels. Newbie, please give me some advice! ! ! Ps: High school students, there are still a few days to take the college entrance examination, so they may disappear. Another note: Guo Aoki is not alone. So the styles are very different, just one little story after another. There is even a game mode where each person takes turns writing a few hundred words, which seems relaxing. Thank you.

放弃救赎文反派后,他哭红了眼
Yan Shuan
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I Don't Understand Why
Short Fiction想不明白的为什么
I Want To Be Born Towards The Sun
My family's story, when I grew up, a lot of things happened since I was a child. Every time I think about it, I may feel sad and burst into tears. But there are still many things I don't understand why. Why are there so few good things in my life?
My family's story, when I grew up, a lot of things happened since I was a child. Every time I think about it, I may feel sad and burst into tears. But there are still many things I don't understand why. Why are there so few good things in my life?

A Rich Peasant Girl
Short Fiction农门豪女
Qi Ge Orange
Lan Tian, a wealthy peasant girl, was born in the countryside in 1986. She is a girl with extraordinary intelligence. She married into a wealthy family at the age of 20. She teased her scumbag husband and beat up her mistress. At the age of 24, she successfully changed her husband to a scumbag husband at the age of 24. With his own wisdom and talent, he changed the fate of a town
Lan Tian, a wealthy peasant girl, was born in the countryside in 1986. She is a girl with extraordinary intelligence. She married into a wealthy family at the age of 20. She teased her scumbag husband and beat up her mistress. At the age of 24, she successfully changed her husband to a scumbag husband at the age of 24. With his own wisdom and talent, he changed the fate of a town




