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Zifeiyu

Author: Yaoyao is not a demon

Preface

Update time 2008-6-13 17:10:37 Word count: 221

First time writing about time travel Wen, more than one person will travel through time in my book, and I will promote the modern development of ancient times. The mission is important! The full text mainly talks about a girl who came to another time and space in hatred, from adapting to survival to finding herself and letting go of hatred. Of course, female pigs are not very innocent and kind-hearted. People will often do whatever it takes to protect the things they want to protect.

I really want to write in an unconventional way, but it’s really difficult. Look at the world, from love with different levels of status, to teacher-student love, to father-daughter love, sister-brother love, even people. Beast Love has "Beauty and the Beast" and strives for excellence.

Well, that’s it, it’s better to keep the preface shorter, so stay tuned!

PART1 Happy events turn into mourning

Updated on 2008-6-13 17:14:19 Word count: 1745

There was a man standing on the three-foot podium, He spoke fluent English, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his cute dimples were looming. "Many people think English is difficult to learn, but it's actually not difficult. It's always the same. Just like I love you." After saying this, he turned to me with a gentle gaze and said firmly, "Then add ding, zhuang, and supplement." , Expressions are embellishments, but love does not require gorgeous embellishments." I took a breath and buried my head deeply in the textbook. Except for a few close friends, no one knew that the man named Xi Chen (pronounced "Cheng") was my fiancé.

"Yinyin, are you tired?" Xi Chen gently stroked my head. He sat with the sun behind him, his black hair reflecting the amber light in the sun, and he still had that signature gentle smile on his face.

"You hate it, don't mess up my hair." I pushed his hand away and nestled in his arms, "Dad likes to listen to plays. This time it's his 50th birthday, and I will perform in person!" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and continued, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"