Treatise Of A Failed Knight - Chapter 15: Anastasia

By a twist of fate, Tang Su discovered that the aloof male god she once had a crush on lived right across the hall.It had been eight years, and he did not remember her at all, so Tang Su had to tuck away her affections and pretend she didn't know him.Every time they met, she would properly call him “Doctor Lu.”……One day, while Lu Han was taking a nap, Tang Su slipped into his office.The duty nurse shot up in surprise, shouting “Stop” as she followed after Tang Su.By the time the nurse arrived, Tang Su was sitting in the chair, stretching out her leg to hook Lu Han's, coquettishly asking, “Doctor Lu, my leg hurts, could you take a look?”Lu Han stepped back and turned to the nurse, “You go out first, I'll handle this.”The nurse nodded, considerately closing the door behind her while muttering to herself that she didn't know how many women had thrown themselves at Doctor Lu. Each one of them had left crying.After a while, the office door opened.The nurse looked up to see that Tang Su as expected, was limping out with reddened eyes.The nurse smiled knowingly, thinking that Tang Su had overestimated herself.Soon after, Lu Han hurried out of his office.He swept past the nurse, scooped Tang Su up at the waist, and carried her sideways back to the office.As he walked, he whispered to Tang Su, “Didn't I tell you to wait for me a while? Why are you walking around with a sore leg?”……After they got married, Doctor Lu was often away for meetings, surgeries, and paid learning, hardly ever at home, not even answering phone calls, leaving Tang Su practically like a deserted bride.She wrote in her TikTok bio: “Living like a widow.”Then—One stormy night, Doctor Lu came back.Before long, she changed her TikTok bio to: “Please spare me.”

Jian Ning was an orphan with no one to love or care for him. After finally getting married, his partner passed away less than half a year later. Sitting in the cemetery, he hugged his partner’s tombstone and closed his eyes, falling asleep. When he woke up, he had become a little baby, with short arms and legs, and was thrown into a tr*sh can.

Jian Ning said, “▼_▼” Is being an orphan my fate again?

Despite being an orphan, Jian Ning had plenty of experience in surviving. He set two goals for himself: 1. To live well. 2. To find his partner and grow up together, not letting his partner become a villain like in their past life.

However, within the first hour of setting his goals, he was captured by the most notorious gang in the universe and his life was in danger. Within the third hour, he began to slowly forget memories of his husband. Jian Ning thought to himself, “Help! Is there no easy mode in life?”

Later, before forgetting his partner completely, Jian Ning left a mark about his partner.

Within the terrifying gang lair, even the skull was replaced with a pink doll, and the walls were painted a warm yellow. The scruffy gang leader clumsily and gently comforted the little baby who had trouble sleeping at night, saying, “Don’t cry, uncle is here.”

Growing up in the gang’s hideout, Jian Ning had no household registration and no education. The gang uncles worked hard to send him to school in the empire.

On his first day of school, Jian Ning met a cold and ruthless little prince. The other students were afraid of the little prince, saying that he had unstable mental power and was a little tyrant. However, Jian Ning held the little prince’s hand and familiarly soothed his troubled mental power. Jianning was good at treating mental power at home for his gang uncles.

The only royal family with the ability to heal mental power in the entire universe was destroyed two hundred years ago. Since then, people who experience mental power madness can only suffer and die in agony.

Until one day, a young cub with healing abilities appeared. All the bigwigs who were suffering from mental power torture saw hope. The empire’s war god, the federal marshal, and the neighboring country’s leader all came. They said, “I want custody of this cub.”

The bad-tempered little tyrant prince protected the cub and coldly warned them, “Dream on! He’s mine.”

Not far away, the surviving members of the royal family who had run from various places appeared one by one. They angrily said, “You little tyrant, you think too highly of yourself! He’s our cub! Give him back!”

*Everyone is raising cubs, very sweet.

*There is a reincarnation and the memory of the Gong takes longer to recover.

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“7.9 billion people, 3.8 billion of them are women. I saw millions of them in my lifetime, talked with thousands, known hundreds.” Yelled the man, while raising his hand toward the sky.“And...not a single...pussy for me…..god…why.” And burst out in tears.[5 minutes Before ]The person yelling at the god Erwin Tynan is a successful corporate slave, because of his well-paid job at a multinational company. He just had a dinner meeting with his slave colleagues and was waiting for his ride.Standing under the lamppost while enjoying the winter night, he said, “What a beautiful night,” and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. And continued with a sigh, “sigh, it will become more beautiful if I have someone as beautiful as this night in my arms. ”Saying this, he searched for a lighter in his pocket but couldn't find it. Suddenly, a hooded person approached Erwin while he was searching his pockets and pulled out a lighter from his jacket.Seeing the man approaching him suddenly Erwin was surprised and, seeing the lighter in the person's hand, he said, “thanks man”And leaned forward to light his cigarette. Lighting his cigarette, he tries to get a glimpse of a person's face. After seeing the face, he was astonished. Because under the hood. It was a beautiful girl. Her skin was white as snow, her hair black as night, and her crystal red eyes and blood-soaked lips were challenging the night's beauty. Her expression was colder than ice and they enhanced her beauty more.But there was something wrong here because Erwin's astonished face was now grim. And had an on his stomach from a gun in a woman’s hand.“Why?” he painfully said, falling over.