The 26-year-old social worker died suddenly after staying up late at night, and transformed into the tool-man senior sister in fairy tales.
The system told me: I will die blocking the sword for the protagonist two years later.
Want to survive? Save another cannon fodder.
I found the little junior sister - she was squatting in the corner, covered in injuries, holding a piece of dry steamed bun tightly in her arms.
Later, everyone said that the girl who was as cold as ice was only good to me.
They asked: What did you do to her?
I thought about it: probably... When she was abandoned by the whole world, I gave her two steamed buns.
[Social animals wear books × two-way redemption × system development × slow-warming sweet pets]
"She was the light I picked up in the darkness, and later I discovered that I was hers too."
