Mo Dai's Urban Fiction Reading Slump Rescue Station 莫呆•都市•书荒急救站

1 日 Shadow of the Eclipse 日食之影 The Fish's Sky鱼的天空Urban1.4M WordsOngoing Hello, everyone. My name is Ji Yun. I'm trapped on the day I went to school ten years ago. I know that in 30 seconds, a soccer ball will come flying in. It'll hit the mushroom-haired girl in the corner of the classroom. She and I grew up together. She hasn't grown into herself yet: she's a little spacey and timid, and nobody in class pays her any attention. But I'm the only one who knows that ten years from now, she'll become a classical beauty and a superstar. Under the banyan tree in five minu 14Votes183kRecs825.9kFans

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Hello everyone, my name is Ji Yun. I'm stuck on that day I started school ten years ago. I knew a soccer ball would fly in in 30 seconds. The ball hit the mushroom-haired girl in the corner of the classroom. She and I grew up together. Right now, she hasn't fully grown up yet. She's a bit naive and timid and is practically invisible in class. But only I know that ten years later she will become a superstar with classical beauty. Five minutes later, under the banyan tree, a girl will be waiting for me. She is the white moonlight that I still can't forget even after entering society. A few days ago, I confessed my feelings to her, and she said she needed to think about it, so we agreed that she would definitely give me an answer today. I know this is the closest I'll ever get to her in my life. Once I miss this chance, we'll be strangers. What do I do? Should you bid a thoughtful and perfect farewell to your childhood sweetheart who is about to go abroad, or run to the banyan tree and seize this one and only chance to win over your white moonlight? I need help online, but it's not urgent. After all, I always wake up on the same day, so I have plenty of time and opportunities. I want to handle every event that affects my future life perfectly, so that I won't have so many regrets ten years from now. You all agree, right?

2 离 My Ex-Wife Became My Creditor After the Divorce: Season Two 离婚后前妻成债主第二季 Ah Huan啊欢Urban4.4M WordsCompleted This book is more or less a continuation of the previous one. It’s not a new story: the people are the same, and so are the events. 0Votes58.5kRecs452.4kFans

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This book is a continuation of the previous one; it's not a new story, the people are the same, and the events are the same.

3 离 After the Divorce, My Ex-Wife Became My Creditor 离婚后前妻成了债主 Ah Huan啊欢Urban2.6M WordsCompleted His ex-wife threatened him with a debt of four million, and Han Qian chose divorce, no matter the cost. After the divorce, he worked himself to the bone to pay off the four-million debt, but trouble kept piling up. Then his ex-wife suddenly changed her mind. The sequel is out. Click the author's name to find it. Available only on Qidian. 9Votes25.4kRecs9.7MFans

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His ex-wife threatened him with four million yuan, and Han Qian chose to divorce her without hesitation. After the divorce, she worked hard to pay off her four million yuan debt, but trouble kept piling up. But his ex-wife suddenly changed her mind. The sequel has been released; click on the author's name to see it. Only the starting point is viewable.

4 诡 Eerie Tokyo: I Am the Master of Urban Legends 诡异东京，我为怪谈之主 Just a Salty Kitty区区咸喵Light Novel178k WordsCompleted Your whole life has been ruined by urban legends. You can’t get along with normal classmates. When you’re on the phone with a classmate, you’re always thinking how nice it would be if she were an urban legend, the kind that sobs over the phone at midnight and comes to your door a couple of days later to kill you. When you bump into her under a streetlight after school, you’re always thinking how nice it would be if she were an urban legend eight feet tall, who takes off her mask to reveal a mout 0Votes2.2kRecs9.5kFans

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Your life has been ruined by ghost stories; you can't get along with normal classmates. When I talk to my classmate on the phone, I always think, "I wish she were a ghost story, the kind that sobs on the phone at midnight and says she's going to come and kill someone in a couple of days." When I bumped into her under a streetlamp after school, I always thought, "I wish she were a monster, eight feet tall, with a mouth that stretched to the roots of her teeth when she took off her mask." When you're sitting on her sofa and she says she's going into her room to change, your heart is pounding. You keep thinking, what if she comes out wearing a white dress, with disheveled hair and covered in blood? What if she crawls out of the TV with a sinister smile and says she wants you to stay here forever? Then my classmate came out wearing pajamas, put on an apron, and asked, "Do you want to eat first or eat me first?" You took a bite. Oh, so she really is a ghost story. Ghost tales, strange and unusual stories passed down orally, possess a bizarre power due to human nature and perception. Ghost tales are the rules! Those who master ghost stories master the rules. Transmigrating to a strangely resurgent Tokyo, as the future master of ghost stories, Tokyo's most handsome boy, and an indescribable urban legend... Hagami Ryousou wields a pair of demonic eyes and a demonic sword, destined to wreak havoc here! Keywords: [Sunset] [Cthulhu] [Bizarre] [Pseudo-Invincible]

5 深EN Beyond the Deep Space 深空彼岸 Chen Dong辰东Urban5.3M WordsCompleted In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy are but a fleeting flash of mottled light. Gazing up at the stars, I can’t help feeling that the ending is already set. Where will you and I be a thousand years from now? Our homeland, the sparks of civilization, the Earth: all are but specks of dust in the depths of space. A moment in the starry sky, a thousand years in the mortal world. A bug’s whole life is but one autumn, and you and I are just the same, struggling to cross the river. Wha 150Votes9.9MRecs8.9MFans

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In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy is nothing more than a fleeting moment of dappled light. Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a sense of sadness that the ending is already predetermined. Where will we be thousands of years from now? Home, country, the flame of civilization, and Earth are nothing more than a speck of dust in the deep space. A fleeting moment in the starry sky is like a thousand years on earth. The chirping of insects lasts a lifetime, but autumn is just as fleeting as the night. You and I are both striving to cross the river. What lies at the edge of deep space? See the pinned post in the book club's online community.