Li Mengmeng lives a middle-aged life, and her life is neither good nor bad. A life of muddling along. For half of my life, I have been thinking about how to make a career and bring glory to my parents. Unfortunately, it is just a fantasy. When the gangster stabbed the cold-glow knife into her stomach, her heart slowly turned from fear to regret and relief. In fact, the days she lived had no meaning.
She has always been self-deceiving, lazy and incompetent her whole life.
When Li Mengmeng's elderly parents received the black leather diary. With trembling hands, his wrinkled face expressionless, and his cloudy eyes filled with numbness and despair, Li Mengmeng's father put on his reading glasses with trembling hands and opened the diary.
For just a moment, I burst into tears and felt like I had let go of something.
Dear parents, if one day, I die, don't be sad, because I have returned to my childhood and returned to you.
When Li Mengmeng discovered that she had really returned to her childhood, the first thing she did was to straighten all her relatives. After all, if a tree is not straight, it will not be useful. How could she enjoy the shade under the big tree? !
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