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He Ping and Fang Qi have been childhood sweethearts since they were young, and there was once a hazy love between them. They thought they could go on forever, but they drifted apart as they grew older. He Ping's cheerful personality, is the so-called "bad boy", teenage personality, quit school, Internet addiction, entrepreneurial dreams are his label. However, the reality is very cruel, He Ping has run a bar, set foot in real estate, his fiancée escaped from marriage, and his company is nearly...
Author: above the sound of clouds..
BSF Light NovelEnding July 9, 2021Likes960Favs1224This book is the follow up and homage to Come, Let Me Take You Home, aka Butterfly Wings, which tells the same story about going home. The world is destroyed. Yeah we didn't save anything. No, at least I still have you. When the world is left with just you and me, no matter what happens, I will walk hand in hand with you, always ......
Author: Qing Qiu Qianyi ..
BThe dark and windy night of murder, killing, setting fire and beating the night watch, everyone sees people die, and the small children beat the night watch, and the chrysanthemums are mutilated. The most tragic thing in the world is not that you do not move to cross over, but that you cross over and know that you are constantly repeating the fate of death!
Author: desert clothes..
BShe is clear and lovely. He is handsome and dazzling. She's playful and warm. He is lonely and cold. She seems to be a princess cursed by the vines, trying to pluck the flowers from the thorns, only to be bruised by the vines. Beauty is flawed, light is swallowed by darkness, and old loves rub salt mercilessly into the wounds. She grits her teeth and holds on, for the fairy tale he talks about. He seemed to be the prince who appeared to save her. Carefully passing away the blood from her wounds. Picking the rose that bloomed to a conflagration and gifting it to her. Giving her warmth and light. But could not extend the lifeline in her palm. She faced the death of her closest relatives, the hurt of her old love, the entanglement of life and death, the disappearance of beauty, the hardships of life did not erase her hope. She still carries on the beauty with her initial smile. She never gave up on herself, just like you, never gave up on living on. She, like all girls.
Author: 79,799..
BTen years ago, she said to him, "We are not suitable, if you are King Wu of Zhou, I am Suda already." <br /> He said, "If you are Suda has, I am willing to be King Zhou of Yin." <br />Holding the hand of his son, with his son to grow old~<br />The same agreement, the flow of time~<br />Ten years later, in the face of another kind of confession, "The first time I saw you, your light blue dress, the beauty of it makes me not dare to...
Author: Pile of oranges...
BThose years missed the rain,<br /> Those years missed the love,<br /> When the gears of fate intertwine and intertwine again,<br /> Their love, and what scene will be staged? <br />.
Author: lit. evening rain and dus..
BOrdinary young man, on the occasion of his death in vain, fell into the bottom of the Ancestral Palace Mountain. The death of a close turn of life, but fell into the fate of the inexplicable vortex! Immortals and devils fight for supremacy, everything is a chess game, only with the halberd in his hand to break the inexplicable rules. All the way through the thorns and thistles, unyielding fight heaven, kill all who dare to block, and finally find the way home! In the midst of difficulties and dangers, he explores the origin of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Domain, where the Immortals return to the ruins, and witnesses the most...
Author: July is favorable..
BEven in the darkness there is light. Oranges. You must be a blessed child. Look at the golden color, as bright as the lovely smile of our oranges. Dad picked me up and put me on the swing, gently pulled the reins for me and let me swing, so high. Raising my hand, I covered my right eye, and the world immediately became dark, with the clamor of miserable cries in my ears and the maddening mockery of the devil. I want to see. I want to see what's going on out there. Mother, take your hands away. Mother, don't cover my right eye. I can't see.
Author: Michelle Yeh..
BI was killed by a flowerpot on my way home. ...... Pretty bad, right? But what's even more annoying is that the flowerpot that killed me was "accidentally" touched down by an idiot god of death. He said he wanted to make it up to me, but in the end, he wouldn't let me be reborn in the current world, and had to send me to another world. You'll give me whatever I want? Fine, as long as you don't regret it. So I was sent to the world of Netflix after making a number of favorable conditions. Done and done...