I'm taking a leave of absence. I have something to do today, so I can't update it. I'll update it tomorrow. Sorry...
Cui Mianmian, who was only 30 years old, was seriously ill and dying. Before her death, she was only accompanied by her twin sister holding her ignorant little daughter. Holding her sister's hand, Cui Mianmian said, don't be sad, maybe I just changed my life in a different place... Maybe my life will be worth more than this life! When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by a freezing wasteland, surrounded by hungry and skinny refugees, and he was a sick little boy who was about to die... Cui Mianmian thought, maybe she died in the wrong way. I wonder if I can die again? …
The author is a person who easily digs holes when he dreams. He is not a liberal arts student and has limited writing skills. I don't know if he can describe his imagination to everyone's satisfaction (///▽///)
This article focuses on war, but as a new human being who was born under the national flag and wants to be happy under the national flag, I don't know if I can write about war well~(T+^+T)
I would like to add that the author is not a writer. If he updates every day, his character will be out of control. I usually update every other day. (///▽///) The lid of the pot has escaped...