histórias de Zhanbo

စ-ဆုံး # Completed

Truyện được lấy bối cảnh vào những năm 1945-1950 tại Đài Loan và Trung Quốc khi đất nước vẫn còn bị cai trị bởi Thiết Quân Luật, đây là cuộc nội chiến Quốc Cộng . Thể loại : chiến tranh , thanh thuỷ văn , ngược , dễ thương ,cường cường, ôn nhu người đài loan tham gia chiến tranh mỹ công x lạnh lùng băng lãnh y tá niên hạ người trung quốc mỹ thụ . SE

Viết tặng chị Vũ, xin lỗi vì nợ chị cái shot lâu như vậy (/>_<)/ Lần đầu viết Oneshot, hy vọng có thể là một câu chuyện đẹp. Link ảnh: Pinterest.

~Read to find out~

It is just an short and sweet story of Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo. It won't have any angst. It also won't have much chapters, i think maybe it will end even before 20 chapters. Let's see... Top: Xiao Zhan Bottom: Wang Yibo Start date: 31 March 2025 End date: I'm not good at English so, bear with it and ignored mistakes.... It is a pure fanfiction.. It is not related to any characters here....... Don't copy or translate my stories without my permission.....

If I were young The counter part of Nanhai This is the song, which Xiao Zhan chose for Wang Yibo.

Đây là ZSWW chứ không phải BJYX nếu không ăn nổi vui lòng click back thân . Làm ơn không đem vào danh sách BJYX .

Xiao Zhan is innocent but he could not believe

ညမကအခုမှစရေးတာပါအမှာပါရင်ခွင့်လွှတ်ပါနော် နောက်ပြီးzhanyi only authorပါနော် Zhanyiမို့yizhan roleထဲမထည့်ပါနဲ့ Started date-9.7.2021 Ended date-7.8.2021 ညမကအခုမွစေရးတာပါအမွာပါရင္ခြင့္လႊတ္ပါေနာ္ ေနာ္က္ၿပီးzhanyi only authorပါေနာ္ Zhanyiမို႔yizhan roleထဲမထည့္ပါနဲ႕ Started date-9.7.2021 Ended date-7.8.2021

One Short Fiction XiaoWang🐰🐷

《 A Zhanyi fanfic 》 "I'm dead right?" Our eyes were locked. "Yes and no..." The time stopped and it was as if the Earth stopped breathing for a second. What was that supposed to mean? "Wha-" My sentence hung in the air, unfinished. "You were meant to die in 100 days from now on..." Cover made by: @Kikills Plot/story: not owned by me.

𝓞𝓾𝓽𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽 🌸 Cuple :yizhan gender: historical ,reincarnation, fantasy, romance Author :Stardust The smell of blood wrapped around his nose... The dust had darkened the sky so much that he thought he'd never see the blue again. He charged through the enemy soldiers, cutting down everyone in his path with his sword. His black cloak waved behind him, and his silver armor weighed heavily on his shoulders. In the middle of the war, between the clashing of swords and the roars of axes and war hammers, he suddenly saw his only comrade from afar. His heart pounded with pain. *That man...* He knew it well; this was the end of the story. He had said goodbye to him, but his soul still craved to see the man's face for one more moment. The man kept charging through the enemies, swinging his sword. His golden armor glittered in the daylight, and his red cloak danced in the wind. He cleared his opponents one after another, opening a path toward him. For a moment, the man turned and looked into his eyes... The blackness of dust and the chaos of war had covered everything. But it wasn't hard... It wasn't hard to recognize the glimmer of tears in his eyes. His heart clenched... That man was strong. He knew he was strong. But at the same time, he knew how kind and gentle he was. He fought and killed, but he wept in the middle of the battle. Suddenly, he looked into his eyes and whispered through his tears: "I'm sorry..." This story was originally in Persian and has been translated into English. So if there is a problem with the translation, please let me know. The story is a fan fiction. All dates, places, and people in the story are fictitious and are the product of the author's mind.

A short story

Title= Again Author=AlexOlive(Err_Su) Cp=YiZhan #BJYXSZD💚❤️

Arranged marriage ff - yizhan ❤️❤️

_Daily updates_ -Offline completed- "You were my favourite dream, but I needed to wake up all by myself . . ." ~Cover made by @lilyinmyheart~

Love at first sight has always like a fairytale to him untill He met the one. Have you ever fall in love at first sight...???? Do you have the courage to let go your love...??? It's my story.. When I fall in love.

Mizpah (N.) Mis-pah The deep emotional bond between people, especially those separated by distance or death . . . Origin: Hebrew