A new pit opens in the new year, eh, a good sign~~~
Hey, I'm still reborn, I'm still beautiful... I'm so dedicated...
What, a brief introduction? It's a story about a reborn baby, cups turned into washing utensils, being hurt and being hurt... It's over... (Slap in the face)
It's possible, it's still a short story, hehe, I love short stories so much.
PS: I hope that in the new year, you and all overlords and non-overlords will have money rolling in and peach blossoms blooming~~~
PPS: Looking at the old pit from a distance in a new pit... I feel timid when I'm close to the pit. I hope that I can fill in the old pit in the new year. Oh wow, someone who never writes an outline has written an outline for the old pit... There is still nothing to fill in... This is such a sad and persistent thing.