Previous life: When I was young, I worked day and night to make money. Until I did something bad and made my first pot of gold, my work and rest became healthy.
But he didn't know how to use his kidneys in moderation. At the age of forty-five, his hair was already gray and his life was boring. But old age brings children (I had a son at the age of 47, and I can still be strong-willed at the age of 47. Bad people are suspicious and can do DNA! Find at least three institutions).
I hope to live for a few more decades (anyone who is physically exhausted knows what it feels like to feel weak and unable to concentrate), but when the child was 13 years old, he was still put on a ventilator. I know that there is no cure, but what can I do if I don't give in? Fortunately, the money earned is enough for the child to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life (if the child does not grow up, he will not be able to do it. Everyone knows that the most fearful thing is that the child will get addicted to gambling drugs).
Deep love means far-reaching plans. In the last month, he pulled his old face and entrusted a fund to manage the inheritance on his behalf. In the end, he fell into a coma with unwillingness (who doesn't want to participate in his child's coming-of-age ceremony, wedding, or grandchild's drawing of lots?).
This life: Chen Yuan woke up with a splitting headache. Last night's dream seemed like reality. An old father was infinitely reluctant to let go of his young son (all fathers know that children are still children before they reach adulthood). The dream memory gradually became clearer and fuller. Chen Yuan asked himself, was that my last life?
My own book, I come first.