I've traveled through time. I accept this fact calmly. It has become common for people to time travel throughout the year, and it would be abnormal not to do so.
I have a husband. I once again calmly accepted this fact. As long as I am still a man in my true nature, and my husband-in-law has unfortunately passed away long ago, leaving behind many legacies, I am willing to be a rice bug,
I have a son. I still accept this fact calmly. It just so happened that in ancient times, if you had no relatives, it would be good to have a son to take care of you in old age in the future. It is said that this son is still his biological son. No matter how "I" was born, I have a son anyway!
Finally one day, I couldn't calm down anymore. Because my son said to me: "Dad, the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother are back."
Later, I found out that I had five sons! Damn, how did this "me" in my early twenties come about?
So, I was forced to be the father, nanny, servant and... Of five demons.
Finally one day, I shouted: "Oh my God!"
Because I feel that my time travel is too unfair!
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