One story after another, the story contains the long life of bamboo, the person destined to meet in life, and the things that may happen.
There is no guarantee for personal writing. Although I have time, mind, eyes and claws, I am really lazy. In particular, this story is so huge that it gives me a headache just thinking about it. Although my blood is boiling and may even spontaneously combust, it is extremely difficult to write.
I am not posting this to harm others, I am just trying to find some reasons for myself, and I can only take action if I have the strength to do so.
Thank you~~