There was a bang, the sound of something hitting me hard. I fell down and was no longer conscious. It turns out that it hit me. Maybe it's better this way.
This is the third day after I woke up, and I still feel that I can't adapt. My soul traveled through hundreds of years and landed in the body of a twelve-year-old child.
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Love is always the deepest scar in the heart, winding like a snake on the heart, dazzling and ugly.
Because I get so little, from the past life to this life, I am very easy to be satisfied, because if I don't dream about getting it, I won't suffer. I have understood this principle since I was three years old. So I kept saying to myself, "Very good, Yu Meng, you did a good job, just like this, stay strong and live like Xiaoqiang!"