My mother's dead father disappeared, and I moved around to my uncle's house to earn a living. I had no good relatives, no harsh criticism, and no neglect.
It's just a layer of ice between a person and a family, which can be seen but not touched.
Living like a transparent person for more than ten years is suffocating and sad.
How can I, a delicate flower, live in the ice every day?
What? I heard that recently there is an immortal sect recruiting disciples. They don't look at their bones, but only their age. Can they be able to go to heaven or earth and be omnipotent?
Wonderful, wonderful! Watch me pack my belongings in the middle of the night, climb over the wall, and embark on the long road of cultivating immortality!
Oh, no! What did you say? This is not a fairy gate, but... Wushan? !
No, you don't need to help me, I can still stand and walk!
Purpose: to lead a different life