How Can the Wind and Rain Pass Through Qianqiu?
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Li Xianluo thought that he had just slept for a hundred years. Even if the world was not grateful to him, at most it would have forgotten him. After all, he was sleeping for the world. But he never imagined that when he woke up, he would become the "street rat" that everyone shouted at! He was obviously doing good things, so why did God treat him so unfairly? Fortunately, everyone thought he was dead, so if he comes back again, bah, what kind of comeback? He came here openly, it depends on whether you recognize him or not. A hundred years ago: "Hey, brother Jiyue, you are so good-looking. How do you get it?" "Get lost." "Hey, brother Jiyue, aren't you tired of your sullen face all day? Come and give me a smile." "Get lost." "Brother Jiyue, you are really boring. No wonder you can't find a wife. You deserve to be an orphan." Damn, you are like this. If you are not an orphan, I will take your last name! A hundred years later "Hey, brother Jiyue, I heard that a beauty has come to the town. Shall we go and have a look?" "No." I'm not pretty enough, but you still want to see other people! "Hey, Brother Jiyue, I'm going to find someone else to play with." "No." I'm here with you every day, but you still want to find someone else! "Hey, brother Jiyue, senior brother wants to take me to travel around the world." "No." Li Xianluo has always felt that Mo Yiran must hate him extremely. After not seeing him for a hundred years, the words he said to him only changed from one word to two. How much he hates himself, so he doesn't want to talk to him so much!
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