MTL - Spiritualist In Korea - Chapter 608 Rival... eh?

A Deadly Secret, also translated as Requiem of Ling Sing and Secret of the Linked Cities, is a wuxia novel by Jin Yong (Louis Cha). It was first published in the magazine Southeast Asia Weekly (東南亞周刊) and the Hong Kong newspaper Ming Pao in 1963. Its original Chinese title was Su Xin Jian before Jin Yong changed it to Lian Cheng Jue. The story revolves around the adventures of the protagonist Di Yun, an ordinary young peasant, who is imprisoned after being framed. In his quest for vengeance, he accidentally acquires the Liancheng Swordplay manual (連城劍谱), an ancient artifact not only prized for the skills detailed inside, but also for containing a secret leading to a treasure.

【Sweetness & Bittersweetness + Mutual Redemption + Love Over Time】Xia Zhi got married to He Jinnan, with whom she had a one-night stand. He Jinnan is handsome, good-natured, gentle, and considerate towards her. He takes care of her, transfers money when she's out, and helps her deal with mean people. In every matter, he strives for perfection. Xia Zhi is deeply immersed in his love and believes she will grow old with him. Until one day, she sees the woman standing behind him, the woman that bewitches him, and she realizes that everything has been an illusion. She hands him the divorce agreement: “Let's part ways and wish each other well.” He embraces her and says, “Wife, you've stolen my heart; how can I be well?”

Li Wanqiu didn’t like Ji Jinyan’s restrained, sexual and serious appearance, and set a flag when meeting her for the first time: “I’m not interested in people older than myself.”

I thought she would be furious, but Ji Jinyan not only didn’t feel displeased at all, but just smiled lightly, as if he was looking at a three-year-old child, as if he didn’t take her seriously at all.

Li Wanqiu was unhappy, recognized that she was not the same as him, subconsciously wanted to stay away, but was always inexplicably involved with her, guided when she lost her way, hugged by her when drunk, even if she was on a business trip, she lived alone next door.

At a banquet, Li Wanqiu got drunk again, dazedly hooked Ji Jinyan’s collar and started provoking, but didn’t want to be taught by Ji Jinyan’s hands clasped instead, with deep eyes.

Every word, Li Wanqiu blushed immediately when she said it, she was stunned for a while before she realized, and asked her with tears in her eyes: “What did you say, you are called Jinyan…”

Before she finished speaking, she was kissed on the lips by the person in front of her. Seeing her raise her eyebrows and chuckle, she opened her lips and said slowly: “That’s right, I sincerely say that I do abide by it on weekdays.”
“But being cautious has nothing to do with me.”

Later, Li Wanqiu finally mustered up the courage to pass a small note to ask her, “Do you hate me?”

That night, she received a bouquet of blooming daisies, and there was a piece of paper hidden among the flowers. When she opened it, the word Hate was crossed out secretly and replaced with a sincere confession.

–“no.”

“It’s too late to like you.”

Age difference, Gong and Shou are 7 years old, black-bellied and introverted boss Gong x Fried-haired Tsundere Miss

[Seeing you, I lost my soul, and I will give you all the thousands of stars and the tenderness in my heart. 】

Content tags: Huanxi Enemy Face Slap Inspirational Life Sweet Articles
Search keywords: Protagonist: Li Wanqiu, Ji Jinyan ┃ Supporting role: Next door “The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Played Off After Seeing Through the Plot” Please accept it in advance, thank you everyone! ┃ Other:
One-sentence introduction: I have fallen
Conception: expressing love can transcend everything, make two people make progress together, and become a better person who contributes to society and has a sense of responsibility

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A fourth chance at life. The last chance.Zarek remembered when he first experienced the Godsfall Apocalypse. Those tears of red and sparkling rouge that split the skies, opening up one dangerous realm after another.That feeling of helplessness had been palpable, heavy... suffocating. It hung above his head like a guillotine, an edge graced by death's kiss...He grinned at it.One last ride, no Talents left on his stat screen, and nothing but a dull machete and his girl by his side. What was a better thrill than that?How could he possibly fail a fourth time?Unfortunately, there were others. Other Rebirthers. Some that might have been on their last attempt just like him, or some that still had more to give to this cruel world.None of it mattered, though. He had planned everything out meticulously, each life playing its own role.He would come out on top this time. How could he not?He was Zarek Ashborn.