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 The man in the black suit sits quietly on the sofa, the red skirt in the glass slowly rotates along the arc of the wine glass, and returns to calm.
 This is a party after a wedding.
 The groom's left hand was carrying a loose bow tie, and the neckline of the white shirt was slightly opened to reveal the slender neck line. His eyes were lazy with a slight smile, as if walking in the clouds.
 Originally, such a man would be very pleasing if he insisted on red wine to clink with his guests, but he was holding two bottles of beer.
 "Hey ... Van Winston ..." Groom Chen Mobai sat down on the sofa and turned to look at Winston.
 Winston thought to himself that this is probably what Peach Blossom Eye in China calls.
 "You're a bit drunk." Winston lowered the wine glass.
 His voice was cold, and it was so sober in this faint air.
 "How do you know I'm a little drunk?"
 "Because you called me by name."
 The groom Chen Mobai reached out and removed the wine glass in front of him, solemnly placing the beer he brought in front of him.
 "Then you should make yourself drunk too. Don't be sober ... Life is short and fun in time."
 "So how do I play?"
 "Do what you want to do." Chen Mobai's fingers nodded in the air.
 "How do I do what I want?" Winston asked again.
 "If you want something, don't lock up your desire, let it be completely released, and give it all to that person. Let him be drowned by your desire ... even if you don't say a word, the other person will be like you I want him the same-crazy for you. "
 Chen Mobai took a long sip of beer into the bottle.
 "Can you succeed without saying a word?"
 Winston's voice was always faint, like an ancient river, following a permanent trajectory from this end, flowing to the other end.
 "Don't think about it so much, just have fun ..." Chen Mobai stood up and walked towards the small figure who was chatting with friends happily.
 He didn't say anything, just looked at his bride with a smile, slowly pulled her out of his friends, lowered his nose to pinch her nose, and then continued to look at each other.
 The air became slower, and everyone's head was trembling.
 Friends shouted "Can't stand it", "Began torture the dog again", "Walk around, let's go home".
 Winston bowed his farewell to his host, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and left with the guests.
 At the moment he closed, Chen Mobai's voice sounded: "Hey ... Winston ..."
 "Huh?" Winston turned around.
 "You can be very sexy." Chen Mobai smiled.
 Winston raised his hand and turned to leave.
 He called a taxi and came to a cemetery. The entrance door was closed, all the lights were off, and only the moonlight fell on the tombstones like tulle.
 It didn't look terrifying, but was quiet and peaceful, as if everything in the world was silent.
 Winston turned his face to the side, faint and mysterious under the backlight.
 "Are you happy?"
 Only to see this slender figure step back two steps, and then rushed towards the iron gate with an explosive force, jumping over.
 After landing, he tore open his bow tie and tossed it to one side, turned around and pulled the beer bottle on the side of the door back between the bars.
 Rows and rows of tombstones looked stubbornly looking up at the night sky, waiting for his arrival, but Winston went straight to the innermost and stopped with nostalgia.
 Buried there is Hunter, his only opponent in this life.
 How ironic is it that a top Formula 1 driver died in a car accident?
 What's even more ironic is that no matter how many so-called "geniuses" follow, he will still be the king of loneliness.
 Winston placed the beer in front of Hunter's tombstone, and his lips curled a radian, seemingly calming the night.
 "Hunt ... don't you think it would be more cost-effective for me to die if I were to die?"
 "Do you remember when I was on my birthday, you said that I would fulfill a wish? My wish is ... I hope you live, like I love you, and love me like crazy."
 He leaned down, still restrained and elegant, leaning his forehead lightly on the other's tombstone.
 Early the next morning, Winston sat up against his head.
 The phone rang and he grabbed it casually, the flashing name on top surprised him.
 That was the name of his former fitness coach. Five years ago, they broke up the cooperative relationship. The coach later went to sell sports equipment and became a very successful businessman.
 "Hey, Winston! I've been waiting for you for ten minutes! Training late is not like you!"
 "You wait for me? Why?" Winston sat up.
 "Why wait for you? Are you all right? Is the fitness coach waiting for you to go to the movies together?"
 Winston frowned, trying to say something, but still got up and pulled the curtains open.
 Nikko was dazzling, and he froze when he could see the billboard across the building.
 That was an ad for a hit movie five years ago!
 And the scenes on the street and the pedestrian's dress made him feel strange but familiar.
 And the bronze statue, which was demolished two years ago, is now standing there with great clarity.
 Everything is the same as in memory, but different.
 "Today ... what's the month?" Winston asked, closing his eyes.
 "May 12th, what's wrong?" The coach was a little suspicious.
 In his impression, Winston was very organized, even a little obsessive-compulsive ... How could he not remember the day of the month today?
 "Which year?" Winston's fingers clasped the phone tightly, his phalanges turned white with force.
 The moment he heard the year, Winston threw the phone onto the bed, ran to the desk, pulled open the drawer, took out the schedule, and quickly spread it out.
 His eyes went from top to bottom until he saw the name, and his pupils seemed to burst open.
 ——Marcus Team Evan Hunt.
 The still time galloped frantically at that moment.
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 This is the story of a Gong who was reborn to the time before he lost his shou, where he started to tease his shou crazily… This story will be written from the shou’s POV.
 The F1’s God of racing, Winston, lost his one and only important rival, Hunter. No matter how many skillful opponents appeared before him one after another, he still remained as the solitary ruler.
 But one day, when Winston woke up, he found himself back to the time Hunter was only 18-years-old.
 Winston, “Are you willing to rule over the Kingdom of speed with me and be my only King?
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 What is Kung Fu? A showcase or a killing technique? Or a scam brewed during the Three Thousand Years Cold War and countless private conflicts among the people? 
 It’s time to put an end to this war. 
 “If you are invincible, what will happen?”
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 Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder! 
 However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds! 
 An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you! 
 The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~ 
 A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President? 
 Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!
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 After reincarnating as Zhou Xuanji, the prince of an empire, he thought that he would be able to live a worry-free life of luxury. He did not expect to be involved in a rivalry with the Empress herself, who forced him to escape from the palace.
 Yet to his surprise, the cheat program that he created in his previous life became reality in his current one.
 When he turned two years old, he received the Crimson Dragon Sword, which contained the soul of a crimson dragon!
 When he turned three, he received his second legendary sword!
 He received a legendary sword once every year, to represent him growing older!
 After living a hundred years, Zhou Xuanji adventured the world fearlessly with a hundred legendary swords!
 Ten thousand years later, Zhou Xuanji shook the heavens with ten thousand legendary swords, ascending the throne of legends as the Sword Monarch!
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 Alien War vs. Alien Warcraft, fusion gene evolution.
 Unexpectedly, he traversed into a different world with grudges and magic, which is unlucky!
 The protagonist has no clever martial arts, abnormal skills, game skills, and even did not bring the kitchen knife, it is finished…
 Hey, what is this? Why did you bring an alien queen! There are so many odd-shaped eggs that make your scalp numb!
 The aliens use Warcraft as a host, and what will the genes that fuse them evolve into?
 What would a blood-eyed golden ape possessing a mountain that can be moved to fill the sea? What about Huoyun Chipeng, who possesses an instant and swallows the clouds? Where is the dragon?
 Advanced Warcraft is powerful? Not afraid, the magic power is not inexhaustible, all the piles are piled up to death. Don’t forget, it’s terrifying to spawn queens!
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 Yo, Hi! I’m Frank, I made a deal with a demon to pay me some money for receiving a guest for a few days every week. 
 I had no idea about what I have done. 
 On May 1st, Conan ‘the God of Death’ came to my house. I was forced to let him in and we get involved in a criminal case. 
 On May 8th, Bruce Wayne ‘Batman’ came to me. I was forced to follow him to fight crime. 
 On May 16th, Hannibal Lecter, The Silence of the Lambs, came to my home. I can only say that I really can’t stand my guests.
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 After 10,000 years, it was iced. The Douro’s federal expedition team discovered an egg with a gold and silver two-color pattern during the scientific study in the northern part of the country. After exploring it with an instrument, it found that there were vital signs inside, and he quickly brought it back to the institute for incubation. The egg hatched, but it was a baby, a baby identical to humans, and an egg-born child.
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 A Man who only know how to pit others, cross into the Uzumaki Naruto, with the strongest system to create the strongest harem. Keke ~ ~ said wrong, to create the strongest Hokage. An otaku: “Wait, let me see what this daily task is, um, very simple, kick the 3rd Hokage’s ass. Well, I admit that you can pit me, Hokage ass is not something a common man can kick. Or, even if you kicked, can the ANBU ninja let me go? God, who will save me.” A system: “I am God.” A otaku: “……….” “You see, I am going to do it. Isn’t it just kicking someone ass? What’s the big deal? After 18 years, Laozi will be a hero.”
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 I had to take him home and raise him. There was no bathtub or a large basin at home, so I had to put him in the washing machine for the time being.
 It was an hour later before I remembered it again, by which he had been washed extremely clean.
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 In Tianlan Continent, there is a magic store called Origin Mall.
 The Coke here can make people full of blood in an instant; the spicy bars here can make people fight leapfrog; the games here can make people improve their cultivation; the novels here can make people understand the techniques…
 There are countless goods here, including leisure, entertainment, dining, training…
 Oh, by the way, remember one thing, don’t make trouble in the store, because the owner of the store is very strong…
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 With a father as strong as the highest heavens themselves, Gravis wasn't required to step into the cold and ruthless world of cultivation.
 But when Heaven used him in a scheme to get back at his father, Gravis realized that he needed strength to gain true freedom.
 As long as he remained his weak self, he would always remain beneath Heaven’s oppression. Only true power brings true freedom.
 To gain strength, Gravis ventured into the lower worlds to start his cultivation under true life and death tempering.
 Only a strong will, which had been forged in striving for every resource available, would allow him to reach the peak.
 Heaven’s strongest weapon was Lightning of Divine Punishment, and only if he made this weapon his, would he have a chance.
 So, to overthrow Heaven,
 Lightning Is the Only Way!
 Yet, the path to power is painful.
 Not everyone reaches the peak.
 But Gravis will!
 No matter how much pain he feels along the way!
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 Xia Xiqing: I like you a lot.
 Zhou Ziheng: Don’t suffer from Laozi.jpg
 However, within three seconds’ appearance at a press conference, his beauty made him debut in the C-position as Zhou Ziheng’s fan, and together with his idol went trending online, on a reality show, on… Yes, it’s as you think.
 But it’s not as Xia Xiqing thought.
 He thought he was fishing for the alpha of the entertainment industry, only to find out after peeling off the image he displays in public that he was an innocent tsundere as naive as a primary schooler. He thought it was a script about “I slept with my idol”, but in the end it became “my idol slept with me”.
 Exciting [lights a cigarette]
 Xia Xiqing: Didn’t you hate me the most? Why are you hugging and not letting go?
 Zhou Ziheng: You smell good.
 Playboy and Alpha with the face of an angel Shou vs Aggressive but innocent Angel Gong
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 A mysterious youth who came from a mysterious village, didn’t have the Heart of Tao. Nor did he have the Tao Spirituality nor an unblocked Tao Physique.
 However, even in such a situation, he had his heart set on Tao and submitted himself to the Seeking-Tao Sect as a disciple and stepped on his way, an unusual and unique way to Tao cultivation!
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