Because we have it, we cherish it even more after we lose it. "There are so many things I have asked for but not received in this life, so when God gave me a chance to do it again, I made up my mind to live a good life." Looking at the crowds of people in front of him, Yan Jiaheng, who was standing at the junior high school class registration desk, had eyes that seemed to pierce people's souls.
"Classmate, I'm Yan Jiaheng, what do you want me to call you?"
"Han Ziyu"
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
