What?!
Isn't this the house I lived in until I was eleven? Wasn't it demolished ages ago? What's going on?! I'm dizzy... Wait, why are my hands so small? Did I transmigrate? After finally making it through high school and college, and working hard to build a little home of my own, I've actually transmigrated. Is there no justice in this world...?
What?! I've been reborn?! OMG! You really have been so "good" to me (gritting my teeth...)...
For the sake of my great goal, I'll study hard and grow up... Making money is the way to go, sleeping is the right way...
The growing-up story of a little dumpling. Love and all that stuff is just a passing cloud...
