Lan Yeming has been losing hair every day since he became an adult.
At first, she didn't take it seriously. As she lost more and more hair, Lan Yeming became more and more worried.
The more she worried, the more her hair fell out, and then she became more worried.
And she will also erect a monument and inscribe words on the hair that falls out every day to commemorate her passing.
Lan Yeming, who loses hair every day and is erecting monuments and carving words every day, lost all his hair at the age of nine thousand five hundred and sixty-three.
A mountain was also stacked with monuments.
From now on, sword cultivators in the world can only look at Lan Yeming's back on the path of outrageousness.
Lan Yeming: After all, there is no sword cultivator who can't kill people with a sword but can only use it to carve words.
Warning:
1. The protagonist has no CP, not at all. If you insist on one, that's up to you.
2. Our protagonist is a bit failed and ordinary, not cool enough
3. A trivial daily life similar to the unit drama model, containing a lot of complaints
Concept: Your past self is your future self, so where are you now?