Thousands of years have passed since I woke up. It doesn't matter if my age shrinks. I can endure the water and electricity cuts. It doesn't matter if the earth has changed. I just want to say: Give me back my XX!
——The above is the convulsive version, please ignore it.
The story of a slightly famous designer who re-adapted to society and found gay friends after "sleeping" for a thousand years.
——The incompetent star of copywriting passed by
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