The real daughter returned home, and her biological mother hugged the fake daughter and said she couldn't live without her. The system asked me to lift the table and have sex, but I nodded, "In exchange for being in a relationship for eighteen years, I would choose a relationship. Blood ties are probabilities, and relationships are sunk costs." My fiancé asked me to leave with a breakup fee, and the system screamed at me to tear up the check. I collected the money, "It's not sweet to force me to do it, and it also comes with a breakup fee, which is the conscience of the industry." The system crashed and begged me to go crazy. I said I was normal and you were playing too much.
