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... Since you left me alone.

I’ll punish you with telling me a story.

Tell a story?

Chu Minshen’s brain was only filled with military rules. What kind of story was appropriate to be told to a child?

He suddenly thought of something and walked towards the book shelf.

On the top, there was an unopened book. That book was the birthday gift he had prepared for the little lady this year.

This was good since it had now come into good use.

Chu Minshen tore the pac ...

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Reborn with Steve Stand

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“Hey, Kid, do you know what this is?” Thanos asked, lifting his arm to reveal a golden gauntlet adorned with six Infinity Stones. “With this, reality can be whatever I want.”

Fang Mo, wearing the Infinity Armor, responded, “You can try, you purple-headed twat.”

Worlds Fang Mo can currently Travel:

— Minecraft World

— Marvel

— X-Men

~ The end of childhood

Fanatic virtual gamers:
Tired of the stereotyped linear drama emotions? Want to try a real open world game?
Are you tired of playing an RPG that can only play a role? Want to lead the subordinates in virtual reality and experience the thrill of governing the army?
Welcome to the massive open killing game “War in Heaven”.
……
Seeing the game’s winning and losing judgment mechanism, a professional player who is interested in PVP for 20 years and is also very interested in AI, has a bright smile:
“It’s time to show the real killing method… How about building an AI army by the way?”

- Description from Uukanshu translation

Epilogue

I Don't Like The World, I Only Like You

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.