Why is it that other people, whether they are traveling through time or reborn, always adjust things to a smaller scale, but I am so good at it, I just go to a bigger scale. What the hell is this? The little birthmark on this butt is exactly the same as my own. Is this a rebirth? Or myself in the same time and space?
Suddenly there is a handsome, wealthy yet melancholic husband, and a cute, sensible and super cute son. I want to accept it, but I feel it is unfair to me. Damn, what should I do?
Times have changed, but today, I definitely accept it! (As for why? Hehe, see for yourself)