Xia Ran helped the old lady cross the road, but was hit by a drunk driver while waiting for the traffic light.
This is good, just bump into the age of eighteen.
Xia Ran: Master, I am very unlucky. Please do the math for me.
Master: Just let it happen
Xia Ran:......
Master: Little donor, you still have to die at the age of thirty-six.
Xia Ran: ... Please ask for the psychological damage area. You know when you will die after just reviving. Is there anything more heartbreaking than this?
Master: Take advantage of the time now to find a noble person. Only with him can you tide over the difficulties.
Xia Ran: Does the master have any clues? What kind of person are you looking for? Tall, short, fat, ugly or handsome?
Master: I don't know, the donor can just let everything happen.
Xia Ran: I am dead. If you need anything, please burn the paper.
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