The 25-year-old Shan Wen was unlucky enough to be hit by a car on the sidewalk at a red light and flew away. He was also unlucky to watch the process of his being laid to rest.
What's even more confusing is that there is no one, eh, it's a ghost coming to collect the person, eh, it's a soul.
Let him float and float, and float into other people's stomachs. Fortunately, I am still a single writer, which is a comfort at least!
Um, what are all those messy things in my mind? Clothes, comb...
Don't bother me with your blond hair anymore. I'll dye it black. I won't marry you!
I just want to practice immortality and spend time with my family. Don't bother me anymore! !
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