Wang Fuxi met three strange men during his third fight.
A man with a dejected face called her "Wangzao", his voice trembling with disbelief, "You, you're not dead? You're not dead? That's great, that's great."
A fat man covered in fat called her "Wang Xiaocao" and said in a loud voice, "Comrade Xiaocao, you are not kind. You didn't say anything to me when you returned to your hometown."
A man with a bookish temperament called her "Wang Shuizao", surprised and confused, "Didn't you say you planned to live in seclusion and not get involved in this shitty thing?"
Wang Fuxi:? ? ? ? What the hell? Did she and Daizhu know them?
Wang Fuxi silently stared at the three people who casually recognized their relatives for a long time, speechless, then turned around and jumped into the tide of human shells, and was drowned.
Intention: I haven't lost my memory, but we really don't know each other