When Ling Fin woke up, he discovered that he seemed to be wearing clothes. A person with the same name but a different face seemed to have turned into an underage boy (although this boy is 17, but this is too ridiculous) with a thin body, no muscles, and he is probably still a little boy without any hair. Ling Fin was devastated, but he could do whatever he could, just make do with it. After all, he was an optimistic Buddhist young man.
Under the skin of a 20-year-old soul with a seventeen-year-old soul, life is not bad, but it is quite tiring to fight monsters every day (those little losers/children who bullied him during the original owner's time), but Ling Fin always feels like someone is watching him. Every time, I would meet the reportedly unkind school boss who had just transferred here. A chance encounter would be okay, but we could meet each other almost every day in the grade teaching building so far away, and since we didn't know each other, the frequency of encounters might be a bit high. So speechless~~~~
At the end, Ling Fin lay on the bed and felt dejected, while our Mo University varsity was diligently cleaning the scene; looking at the satisfaction on Mo Yi's face, our Ling Keai couldn't help but said dirty words, "Cao, Mo Yi, you fucking planned it, you have been thinking about me since high school, stinky/shameless". Mo Yi looked at him calmly and replied, "From the first time I met you in high school, I knew you were the one and only for me. Meeting you is not easy, so of course I have to plan well."
Intention: hard work