Du Jinlou looked at himself who had been in a vegetative state for two years. If it weren't for the lifeline on the machine that was still moving, he thought he would be dead. After all, he had been floating in the air for a long time.
Just when Du Jinlou thought that this was going to be like this until he couldn't afford the medical bills, the MLM organization came to him: Do you want revenge? Want to have a healthy body? Do you want to be white, rich and beautiful and reach the peak of your life? No 9998! And don't…sorry, part-time part-time.
Du Jinlou: I'm so poor. Is it really okay to follow you?
MLM organization (beat your chest): I can still give you a golden finger.
Many years later, Du Jinlou touched his increasingly haggard face and shed tears of regret. He was always woken up by fancy kisses while sleeping. What's the use of insomnia's golden fingers? Du Jinlou thought of the days when he was in a vegetative state under the sunset, which was his lost sleep and youth.
Reading Guide (Sanzhawen)
1. The main attack is to travel quickly, and the protagonist is a scumbag
2. Irregularly updated, the author is a scumbag
3. Poor writing style, poor writing style