Isn't It Only Natural for a Handsome Boy Like Me to Become an Internet Celebrity?

Update!! You can persecute Mr. Fukuzawa and Mr. Kazumori!!

The pit is deep. Stretch your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer of light on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it does not belong to today or tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they spread the legend yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You climbed down well!" I think she was praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Would you like to crawl out together and take a breath?" She invited me. "No, thank you!" I was tired of climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of the pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So some people go out and some people come in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Are you comfortable squatting?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down slowly!" "Do you want to go out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the trap. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and knees on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture. But when crawling, my eyes were infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with its head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a kind of creature called bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will never be able to learn the action of "squatting". No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day, you will meet me squatting at the bottom of the pit, with my head raised to the sky, crying in the wind; maybe one day, you will meet me crawling around, with my long hair covering my face, and my nails falling off. Crawling towards you step by step, passing my hand through your black hair, passing through your web to line up my resentment, do you know who I am?

Isn't this familiar mental state that of my roommate who must not be named? Hahaha

The author is great - why have you changed your age?!! Come to life! My author!!!

Hahahahahahahahahaha This is my current situation in the past two years. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Update soon!!!!! (Darkness crawls, twists and goes crazy and hits the wall, does a 365-degree Thomas rotation, darkness chews on the wall, and randomly eats a Cantonese mixed with chili sauce)

Come back soon, I really can't wait any longer!! (Crawling in darkness) (Crawling in darkness) (Crawling in darkness) (Shaking in darkness) (Unable to get rid of the manuscript) (Painfully returning to the crowd)

Chat in the group every day but there are no updates, right??? Bushi

Hahahahahahahahaha, all the Zaoba people around the world have this reaction.

How to say it!! It turns out to be very reasonable!!!! Ha ha ha ha