Remembering Lichuan Novel English Novels & Stories

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

Long Chen spread his senses throughout the heavenly realm to attract the attention of the heavenly realm’s spirits. "Wow! This guy is really working so hard, isn’t he? He really reminds me of someone from my home!" said the fox woman, looking at Long Chen with a smile. The sight of Long Ruolan’s sleeping face stirred a ripple in her heart; she recalled her own past and thought that Long Chen was the person who had once made her smile and laugh together. But the person she considered a friend had actually died in a war with the Blood Sect.

Madrid must have noticed how tense I was because she moved closer to me. "Please don’t tell me you have no memory of your past." "I do," I said quietly. "I just…" My words broke as I looked around. Why couldn’t I put meaning into everything? Why was it so hard? "Do you remember your name?" She asked. "Yes. I’m Luca, and you’re in Madrid," I replied but then I was a bit unsure so I asked "Right?" "Yes. Do you remember anything that happened before this?" I racked my brain. I could see everything, but it was hard to make sense of it. Finally, I said, "I was cursed… by Lucinda and… I… um…"

Her gaze sharpened and she muttered: “So… the Ghost walks into my den. Bold. Reckless. Or desperate?” She grinned like a cheshire cat, “Let’s find out what you're up to, Lucan.”

He didn’t hide. I cleared my throat, forcing my voice to soften. “Lucian, do you remember anything about your real mummy? Before you came here?” He didn’t speak at first. His thumb rubbed the edge of his blanket, over and over like he was tracing something only he could see. “I remember...a lady,” he whispered finally. “She smelled like soap. And she sang.” Eliana blinked back tears. “Did she tell you stories?” Lucian nodded. “About a big tree. And running away. She said...she said if I ever got scared, I should look for the tree.”

Nina holds her shoulder and replies honestly. Lucien slams on the brake of the car, and the tires screech noisily against the ground. He holds the steering wheel with his hands, and his deep eyes are fixed on Nina. His tone shows that he doesn't dare to believe his ears, "Nina, can't you remember my name?" Seeing Lucien's fierce expression, Nina knows that she has offended him. She lowers her head with a little guiltily, "Just the Chinese name. I don't pay attention..." "You don't pay attention?" Lucien gnaws his teeth and says word by word, "You can't even remember my name, because you don't pay attention?"

Yuxuan woke up not long after Jiang Xiuying left. He saw himself in an unfamiliar place. Rubbing his eyes, he tried to recalled how he got there. = Flashback begins= " Hey, you must be Shancai right. I saw something glowing from afar and thought the lights were on. I never knew you were the one glowing like a diamond " Han Sen approached Shancai with a jovial smile. Using the opportunity that Shancai was being distracted by Han Sen, he walked through the quiet hallway. Since it was empty, he didn't have any problem. He couldn't help but think the interior of Caomei Entertainment was very similar to that of his Uncle's.

Lucian looked better than he had in New York, but Aria could still see the exhaustion in his eyes. He had barely spoken during the flight. Now he was staring at the valley. "Something is wrong," he said. Aria turned. "What?" "I've been here before." Gabriel looked up immediately. "You've never been to Egypt." Lucian shook his head. "I know." "But I remember it." Aria walked toward him. "What do you remember?" Lucian closed his eyes. "A room." "What kind of room?" "Stone walls." "Anything else?" "A woman." "Who?"

How does she explain words she vomited due to her jealousy. “I am waiting,” Yuelan reminds her servant, her voice still leveled. Linhua jumps at the Queen’s reminder to be answered, and turns to face the Queen with a terrified expression. Yuelan lifts her eyes to her squirming servant, one brow raised at the servant’s delay in answering her question. Faced with the Queen’s hard gaze, Linhua tries to speak, but finds that the words can’t leave her terrified throat easily. “I–I, Um-um…”

Suddenly, he found one vendor who had only English books laid out. Lin wanted to browse through some piles of books which were stacked behind the untidy cluster of books. He squatted in front of the shop and started to rummage through a few books in the hope of finding a good, old book. Suddenly, Lin found a thin book which was at the bottom of the stack, and he tried to take it out. He read the title which said “Rainbow Land and Other Burma Verses”. Again, he read the author’s name which said “C. J Richards”. This was new to him.