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The Perfect Hidden Marriage

"An evenly split marriage, 100% happiness." Su Jin, the adopted daughter of the Su family, falls in love with her elder brother, Su Mubai, in her youth. In the beginning, he promises her, "After you graduate from university, we will get married." However, he ends up marrying someone else. Later on, she gets busy attending blind dates and tries to enter an ordinary marriage with a heart that's nothing but cold and dead. Jin Hengyuan is cold but handsome—he's her nth blind date. The first time they meet, she wants to scare him away. "If you think it's suitable, we can get registered tomorrow!" He smiles. "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. I'll be there in the afternoon!" In the afternoon, she becomes his wife. ... She is a quiet woman who doesn't fight or argue. He has no house, but she says it's fine. When it comes to meals, she insists they split the bill evenly. When it comes to sleeping, she insists on sleeping in separate beds. When a woman clings onto him, she ignores her and turns to leave. Even with his daughter clinging to him, she only frowns and tries to keep her composure. A hidden marriage. No one knows that they are husband and wife. Nor does she care. After being plotted against and sent to the police station, he comes to her rescue. Finally, he loses it and starts scolding her, "Must you be so stubborn? Why didn't you call me when something happened? Do you think I'm dead?" She pouts indignantly. "Jin Hengyuan, do you treat me as your wife? If you do, why did you choose to get married in secret?" His anger turns into a smile. Good, she's finally angry. This love was finally no longer his one-man show. ... Small skits: "Jin Hengyuan, I want a divorce!" "Reason!" "You lied to me!" "How did I lie to you?" "You're clearly an attorney. When did you become an errand boy?" "Aren't attorneys supposed to run errands for clients? I take on all kinds of cases. Isn't this considered an odd-job laborer?" "…" Oh, damn it. How did she marry such a bully of an attorney?
Inferior to the Dawn · 374.9K Views

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 366.7K Views

OP Absorption

Later that day, Fin was out on his usual scrap run. The safe zone’s edge was a mess of twisted metal and broken concrete, leftovers from when the first Gates opened. He lugged a heavy bag over his shoulder, his boots crunching on gravel. The air smelled like rust and something faintly sour—probably a dead rat or worse. “Yo, Fin! Hurry it up!” his boss, Greg, yelled from the truck parked a hundred yards away. Greg was a squat, sweaty guy who acted like he was king of the scrap heap. “We ain’t got all day!” “Yeah, yeah,” Fin muttered under his breath. He bent down to grab a jagged piece of rebar, his fingers brushing the cold metal. His power kicked in—useless as ever. He could feel every nick and dent in the steel, like it was whispering its boring life story to him. 'Wow, so thrilling,' he thought sarcastically. That’s when he heard it—a low, guttural growl. He froze. His head snapped up, eyes darting around. The safe zone wasn’t *supposed* to have monsters. That’s why it was called safe. But the sound came again, closer this time, from behind a pile of rubble. “Greg?” He called, his voice shaky. “You hear that?” No answer. The truck’s engine roared to life—Greg was bailing. “Fin, move your ass!” the man shouted before peeling out, dust kicking up behind him. “Seriously?!” Fin dropped the rebar and bolted. He wasn’t a runner, but fear made his legs move faster than he thought possible. The growling turned into a snarl, and he risked a glance back. Something big and scaly was charging after him—green skin, claws like kitchen knives, and a mouth full of teeth that didn’t fit right. A monster. A freaking monster.
luthizo · 1.9K Views
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