The Wrong Child (Reborn)

I have written Chapter 20, and I have not written about what efforts he made to survive after being reborn. I am still writing about his daily life, just like keeping a running account.

Where did the other ghosts go... Good question

I'll go, if I'm not wrong, if no one deliberately harms him, he can live a very good life. This Xia is so vicious, harming others for the sake of hurting his heart.

This pair of deputy cps are so beautiful! ! ! Sure enough, I still love the setting of Qiangqiang! ! !

Why do you still want to get money from them when you are not your biological child? ? ?

Someone who has a brother said: Such a good brother does not exist

It turns out that everyone thinks they are twins. I also want to know if they are twins.

Checking in, after reading this last episode, I feel like it's complete! !

Great, there are only two choices, be the younger brother or be the wife???

When I was in junior high school, my class teacher was the kind of person who would always be irritating and irritating students. After saying something about a person, he would say, "xxx, I didn't say anything about you." I once changed my position (at the beginning, I queued up according to height) and the person in the same position was a fat guy who was more interesting. , I often told jokes and stuff, and then I couldn't help but laugh and chat (actually, I didn't chat much in class later), and from then on, the class teacher said that I giggled every day and chatted in class every day, so he moved me to the last few rows. At that time, my position was based on my grades. Already, my grades were in the mid-teens or early twenties (there were more than 60 people in the class) and I was surrounded by those who were counting down. Sometimes I had no one to ask questions. My parents also went to see me because they thought it would affect my studies. Then they kept saying that they would adjust the placement. The results were not adjusted even when I was divided into different classes. Then my mother went to other teachers to ask about my study status. Other teachers said that I didn't talk much in class, and he was the only one who bit me and kept talking in class. But,,, in the last few exams, I relied on the ninth in the class. There was also a sports meeting. I was bored, so I took a branch and stuck a leaf in it and played around with it. Then he came over and scolded me, saying that I didn't have a tutor. Then I ignored him. Now I feel that I should vigorously roll it in front of his eyes a few times and he coughed.