Transmigrate? Well, I've already done it, so whatever.
Turn from a woman into a man? Either way, I'd be gay, so whatever.
Can't find a future meal ticket? I'll make myself one. Can't transmigrate and become a carefree freeloader? Then I'll raise a whole bunch of freeloaders. What's the big deal?
But,
Heavens, why are you messing with me?!
Even if I have to be a villain, I'm going to be the best one around.
Oops~ Little Leaf's little action of lying and touching Yujue is so cute~ By the way, the name of this item should be "Jue" or "Jue" next to the word "", right?
Xiaoyan is so cool this time. She actually packs it up and leaves. Otherwise, take Xiaozi too~ Anyway, Xiaozi can't count Xiaoyan's life, nor can he count his own. Being with Xiaoyan will definitely bring endless surprises. Life just needs more surprises (are you sure it's a surprise, not a shock? = =)~~
Sir, you have been very diligent in updating these past two days~hug~come on~give flowers~
A new copy is opened, and the characters that can be conquered +1
Although this is a belated comment, I really think it is normal for both men and women to be accepted here. After all, our Xiaoyan is really charming and capable.
Please update, the author is great!!
Great author!! I sincerely beg you, please update it quickly. I have loved this article since I was in the second grade of junior high school!! I'm a sophomore in high school now!! Can you change it? . I really like this novel!! At that time, I saw that when I was dreaming, I was entering a book. . . All in all, update soon!!
I read this book a long time ago and have been thinking about it. Two years have passed and I still want to read it, but why hasn't it been updated? I hope the author can quickly fill in the rest. This article is so rare!!!!!!
Update the article. . . . . . .
The pit is deep.
Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails.
Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat.
So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky.
Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze.
So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner.
"Are you new here?" Someone asked me.
"Yes!"
"You looked good climbing down!"
I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled.
"Climb out together and take a breath?"
She invited me like this.
"No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit.
There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
"Is it comfortable to squat?"
"My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!"
"Lie down!"
"Are you going out too?"
"Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!"
You see, people can never give up hope.
So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole.
Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word.
I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living.
Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind;
Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, pass through your black hair, my hand, pass through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am?
Repost, it suits my current mood very well
Alas, is it a trap...?
I feel like I have been burdened with many promises from the next life...
Oops~ Little Leaf's little action of lying and touching Yujue is so cute~ By the way, the name of this item should be "Jue" or "Jue" next to the word "", right? Xiaoyan is so cool this time. She actually packs it up and leaves. Otherwise, take Xiaozi too~ Anyway, Xiaozi can't count Xiaoyan's life, nor can he count his own. Being with Xiaoyan will definitely bring endless surprises. Life just needs more surprises (are you sure it's a surprise, not a shock? = =)~~ Sir, you have been very diligent in updating these past two days~hug~come on~give flowers~
A new copy is opened, and the characters that can be conquered +1
Although this is a belated comment, I really think it is normal for both men and women to be accepted here. After all, our Xiaoyan is really charming and capable.
Please update, the author is great!!
Great author!! I sincerely beg you, please update it quickly. I have loved this article since I was in the second grade of junior high school!! I'm a sophomore in high school now!! Can you change it? . I really like this novel!! At that time, I saw that when I was dreaming, I was entering a book. . . All in all, update soon!!
I read this book a long time ago and have been thinking about it. Two years have passed and I still want to read it, but why hasn't it been updated? I hope the author can quickly fill in the rest. This article is so rare!!!!!!
Update the article. . . . . . .
The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breath?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, pass through your black hair, my hand, pass through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am? Repost, it suits my current mood very well
Alas, is it a trap...?
I feel like I have been burdened with many promises from the next life...