Yan Sijin died, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was alive again.
System No. 136: "In order to reward your spirit of sacrificing yourself to save others, the system administration has decided to transport you to a book to continue your life. I wish you happiness and no regrets."
The world that originally operated mechanically was full of vitality due to the injection of new souls.
Yan Sijin: "The teacher said that classmates should help each other, right?"
Shasnian nodded.
Yan Sijin: "Then when your classmates ask you questions, you shouldn't refuse."
"No."
Yan Sijin: "Can I ask you a few questions after dinner?"
"Okay."
I think life is like collecting stamps. Everyone wants to have all kinds of beautiful stamps. If I had to give my stamp collection a name, I would call it: Manman Stamp Album. ——Classmate Xiaoyan
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Reader comments
It's a good read [please update]. I remember a group of friends who were playful and playful when I was in school. One weekend, I arranged to go to a small town to play. It was very happy. I especially like Yan Sijin's little diary (the breath of youth is blowing in my face)
Very beautiful, the feeling of youth is more and more overflowing
It's a good read [please update]. I remember a group of friends who were playful and playful when I was in school. One weekend, I arranged to go to a small town to play. It was very happy. I especially like Yan Sijin's little diary (the breath of youth is blowing in my face)
Very beautiful, the feeling of youth is more and more overflowing