Queen Of Qing Qiu
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  • Reads 2,208
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published May 18, 2024
Bai Fengjiu : (in her mind) I used to like you Dong Hua.... 
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Dong Hua : WHERE ARE YOU JIUER??!(crying) 
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Y/n : It's me.... Bai Fengjiu








Love is so tragic but so beautiful. It shows the reality of miscommunication within a relationship.












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This story is totally based on fanfiction. None of the idols life is related to it and most importantly it's not made to throw hate towards any idols. The photo and video credits goes to its rightful owners but the story line is mine which should not be copied at all. If you are here to make hate comments, let ME report your or kick you out of my account which is made for healthy-natured people ONLY !!!
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Rebirth tragic beauty wants peace

23 parts Ongoing

Su Bai had died once before. And now, after his rebirth, he was done. Done with the chaos, the heartbreak, and the endless cycle of torment. He refused to endure it all over again. This time, he wanted nothing more than a peaceful, quiet life-far away from the entangled mess of these so-called protagonists. Because, yes, this world was a novel. A clichéd, overly dramatic love story. And Su Bai? He was nothing more than a disposable tool, a plot device designed to deepen their undying love for each other. His legally wedded husband-the protagonist, the perfect, untouchable gong-was at the center of it all. F*** this. Su Bai wanted no part of it anymore. He had been kind, accommodating, and patient. But this time, the "tool man" was done being used. The version of Su Bai who had endured everything with a smile, who played his role obediently, was gone. "Goodbye," he muttered to himself as he shut the door on his old life. And yet, there he was-the original gong, his husband-kneeling outside the house on a durian of all things. The sight would have been comical if it weren't so absurd. But Su Bai didn't care anymore. The pleading, the regret-it all meant nothing now. He didn't want revenge, forgiveness, or closure. He just wanted his peace. This time, Su Bai vowed, he would live for himself.