[The book is unfinished and cannot be deleted, please do not read it]
Tao Su, the self-proclaimed king of rags, was picking up trash in the apocalypse. One day, he
I was killed by someone while touching the corpse, and I had to help that person do tasks to survive. But why are these parts that need to be collected so strange?
Depression, despair, bipolar, anxiety, schizophrenia
How can someone have all these diseases in one person? ! !
Tao Su, who cannot break the contract, can only do the task in tears and embark on the long road to find his wife.
There is no need to cultivate big mushrooms, but these small mushrooms are deeply troubled by various negative emotions and are gloomy and gloomy. To heal them and arouse their yearning for a better life, the road to hard work is long and arduous.
Tao Su, who works hard to grow little mushrooms to keep track of his wife: Thank you, I just want to find my missing wife. As for cultivating something, it's all forced by life!
She just wants to play and grow up with her wife, okay? !
