God, Buddha, God, who can tell me why all this is? Ah~~~~~~~~~~!
I, Fan Yu, was born in the new society and grew up under the red flag, a top ten good boy. At this moment, I am running around in a very shapeless way while sighing about a hundred thousand reasons:
Why doesn't my new alarm clock go off?
Why is the road closest to the school suddenly closed for construction?
Why did the workers of the bus company choose today to go on strike and shut down the buses?
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The most important thing is: Why do I have this unlucky accident constitution?
Other people's childhood is full of innocence, but my growth is simply a history of indomitable struggle against various accidents.
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Bow~~~