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He Lian always felt that he was very happy: his family was warm, his parents were loving, he was admitted to a top military academy at the age of 18, and he had an honorary imperial status at his fingertips. He would soon be able to move his parents from District 11 to the lower city, so that the whole family could live a good life.
Until one midnight, he got up to drink water.
Through the crack of the door, he saw his gentle mother sitting on the sofa.
The cold light of the video tape reflected in my mother's pupils,
It records every move he made today.
He suddenly remembered that he had found a pinhole camera in the socket at the end of the bed.
None of the childhood photo albums captured my face.
Although I was born in District 11, I am very familiar with mechas.
And in the murder photo recorded by a third-rate tabloid ten years ago, the face of the deceased is strikingly similar to his own...
He Lian stumbled back to the bathroom, picked up a sharp razor, and cut the side of his face.
There was no blood.
He tore off the thing that had been covering his face for ten years along the edge.
It was warm to the touch, like skin peeled off a real person's face.
If parents, memories, looks, everything is false...
So who am I?
In the corner of the bedroom, the prostitute He Leng rescued casually on the black market was huddled there.
His hands and feet were severed, his tongue was pulled out and his face was lost.
He Lian didn't know that this was the brother he had hated for ten years.
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Lying in the dark dungeon, losing his hands and feet, cutting off his tongue, peeling off his face, and having his virginity trampled on repeatedly day and night, will Helier recall the afternoon when he first stood on the ground?
That day, the strong wind in midsummer rolled up the sand. The young man was full of energy, and his dazzling golden eyes pierced towards the sun——
"I want my countrymen to stand with me on this earth."
"I want the sun to shine on everyone in District 11."
How on earth can the defeated bandit who is the successful king and the defeated bandit be able to chew through all the losses...
[[[[Must-see for demining][Must-see for demining][Must-see for demining]]]
▼[Strong and strong]▪[Attack and failure]
▼[Rag Shou (necessary for the plot line only)]▪[Disabled Shou (will be restored in the later stage)]
▼[Shou is 12 years older than Gong]▪[Pseudo-Orthopedics]▪[Nurture]
▼[Alien]▪[Pure Love]▪[H&C]▪[Two-way Redemption]
●Reject any control, the young couple will not be locked until they are removed.
●The minefields that may exist during demining have been marked, so be sure to act according to your ability.
★Yuan Geng is a dove spirit. It is the first time to expand the world view and the plot line is not sure whether it will collapse. It may be interrupted at any time to find inspiration. Do not read comments during the creative process to prevent them from affecting the original intention.
★For a good reading experience, please avoid spoilers. (Not sure if I can write to this level)
★The purpose of the theme flow is to give readers a deep emotional baptism. This article is also known as "Stealing the Shell", "Leading to the Neck and Being Killed" and "Living on"
The copywriting has been screenshotted and stored as evidence.
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Intention: Even if your face, your memory, your social relationships, professional talents, physical chastity, everything is destroyed by fate beyond recognition and humble as mud, as long as your heart is still alive, you can stand on top of the world again.
