100 Ways to Get the Male God

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【Story 1】

【Princess Delina·Fanwai】

...

I sometimes think.

It was a fateful encounter.

It's so strange, when you see someone for the first time, you will feel that you can spend your whole life with him, no matter what form, it seems like a natural and expected happiness to have this person in your life.

I always remember the first time I met him.

Of course, maybe it's time to call her "her" now. But then... who would have thought she was a girl? His facial features are deep, and although he looks really soft and beautiful, his every move is heroic and valiant. He is tall and looks very handsome in formal clothes.

...Laine told me later that she was tall because she had added layers of thick insoles.

But no matter what, she is the image of a handsome prince in my heart. From the first time I saw her, I felt that this person must be involved in my life. I want to be "his" wife.

Things don't always go as expected.

She told me she was a girl. I know she did this because she was afraid that I would get into the mud, and at the same time, she had no intention of marrying me... I almost broke down at the time, but I was finally willing to accept it. Really, I think I love this person, not her gender.

I am grateful for her fulfillment, although when she agreed to marry me, it became clear to me that the rest of my life would be spent in a friendship-like married life, and that all our warmth would have nothing to do with love.

But I would. As I said, I will try my best to be a good princess and a good queen, because the other party is her, I am willing to take it all.

This wish was eventually dashed.

When I am lovingly loving someone, that person is lovingly loving another person.

Helping them leave is what I proposed.

Lane is kind. I could see that she didn't want to implicate me. I'm sure she can figure out a better way, both to take that beauty away and to get me well settled.

But I don't want to.

I am willing to offer to help and help them leave in a selfless gesture. But I know I'm selfish, and I just hope that Ryan owes me something and occupies a part of her heart like this, even if this part is just guilt.

This is a hidden thought that is hidden in the bottom of my heart, invisible light. Nobody knows.

Dear Ryan, you are very happy.

Although I still often dream of when we first met, but now, I am also very happy.

Wish us all the best.

...

The white and tender little bun asked curiously, "Mother, what are you burning? Is it a letter?"

The mature and elegant queen nodded lightly, "It's a letter to myself, and it can be burned now."

"Why burn it?"

"Because that's the past."

The letter paper was burnt out in the flames of the fireplace, turning into fine, slender ashes. The queen opened her hands towards her son and watched the little prince in formal suit rush towards her, with a calm softness in her heart.

The king walked in from outside the hall with a smile on his face, "I heard you went out today?"

The queen nodded and smiled, "I went to see a good sister from many years ago. She is doing well now."

The king raised his eyebrows and walked over to take her by the shoulders, "How good is that? Like us?"

Delina smiled softly.

"Yes...just as good."