I am very ordinary, and my twenty-six-year-old life cannot be ordinary anymore. I went to a second-tier university, majoring in English. I found an ordinary job as a small text translator for a foreign company. I really couldn't be ordinary anymore. Face... Skin is dark, because I ran around everywhere without knowing how to protect myself from the sun, my hair is withered and yellow, and I wear a pair of glasses, so I am very ordinary. In terms of relationships, yes, there is, but it's just a secret love, right? The target is Lin Mo, the president of the company. But my biggest contact with him seems to be to pour him coffee, copy paper, and run errands. Family, no. My parents died in a car accident when I was one year old. I have been living with my aunt and her family, but my aunt doesn't like me, and my cousin also hates me. My aunt is kinder to me, but he is too afraid of his wife. I don't blame him because my aunt is really a tigress. I lost contact with them after I went to college when I was 18. I just sent them money, which I owed them.
However, when I woke up this morning, I found that I am not ordinary, not ordinary at all...