When he was young, Liu Feng, who had read many fantasy novels, had a question:
"Are the so-called past lives and this life the same person?"
He didn't think about it, but then he thought about it, he was just the most ordinary person in the world, and he would never have the chance to face such a situation.
In this way, Liu Feng grew up without ever falling in love or having many friends.
I still haven't been in love, I don't have many friends, nothing seems to have changed, oh, and there's one more thing – lack of money.
Until he originally thought that he would always be a passerby, but he encountered a situation.
To a certain extent, they were lovers in their previous lives.
To the extent that he loves him.
But Liu Feng thought, is he really the one he loves?
A certain female ghost questioned him with tears in her eyes: "It's obviously you who told me what to do, but doesn't everything count?"
A certain dog looked at him indifferently: "Thank you for everything you have done for us, but..."
A certain BOSS smiled: "Do you really not regret it?"
When all the cause and effect came to him through time, Liu Feng kicked him over.
"Go away!"
——"I will always, always like myself."