In my previous life, I was locked in a woodshed and starved to death. After my rebirth, I touched the bag on the back of my head and swore: Blood debt will be repaid with blood!
Then the jade peni left by my mother had an extra monument——
"Today's evil thoughts +1, the space shrinks a circle."
I want revenge? No. I want to run away? No.
This broken space has no moral ethics.
Okay, I tolerate it. Farming is a slap in the face, saving money and running away.
Until the lame man carried me to the hospital in the middle of the night, muttering to himself:
"In this life, I can't let you die in front of me again."
... He was also reborn?
Just when I was about to live a good life, the monument lit up again:
Families are abandoned and spaces are permanently closed.
…
So you didn't intend for me to run away from the beginning?
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I like reading, and I like space literature of various themes.
I like reading, and I like space literature of various themes.