First of all, Bengtie is just a virtual game, and none of the characters in it exist in the three-dimensional world. But you, Roast Chicken, my friend, I will find you in reality one day.
Therefore, out of resentment, this article was born. It is written in the first person. If the iron collapses and dies, I will write one. If there is no iron, I will be unable to write freely. It is a work of pure resentment.
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I have no past and no future, I am just wandering aimlessly in this empty universe. And immortality is sometimes a kind of torture and curse.
So I decided that I wanted to let myself go.
Placer gold·Special bet
I fell in love the first time I saw him.
Her beautiful face and slender eyes made it impossible to look away, and even the code on her neck revealed the meaning of seduction.
Mom, I'm in love.
My friends who work in the same industry know my virtues and just advise me: "That is the company's sand gold. Don't get stuck in it and end up losing money. It's really not worth the loss."
Sincerely? What I don't lack most is sincerity. If my little peacock wants it, I will give him as much as he wants.
"Dear little peacock, how are you?"
I slowly fiddled with the jewelry on his chest with my hands, sticking it to Sand Jin's body and not wanting to move.
"I bet with you with all my heart and everything, what chips do you use?"
This bet has nothing to do with life or interests. I just want this little peacock.
Concept: Death is not losing life, but walking out of time.