As a modern working woman, Xiang Wan has a normal outlook on life, complete with all four limbs and facial features, and is physically and mentally healthy. She couldn't stand working overtime and was overworked and fainted at her job.
When she woke up again, she found that she was wearing a suit and had entered the technologically advanced ABO world, where she could bring a social animal who died suddenly of a heart attack back to the world to continue working.
The attending physician who saved her dog's life regretfully informed her: "You are disabled."
Xiang Wan once again confirmed that her outlook on life was distorted, her limbs were intact, her facial features were straight, and she asked in shock, "Am I out of my mind?"
The attending doctor's eyes were even more pitiful: "Poor child, you have no glands. This is a second-degree disability. I have applied for federal relief funds for you. Live a good life."
Xiang Wan: "..." Is there such a good thing?
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The surface temperature of a main sequence star reaches tens of thousands of degrees, burning its core and everything nearby, burning alone for billions of years until it collapses.
Anatoly had been waiting for his own collapse until he met his night sky.
"I have never thought of such a happy thing, to embellish you with the light of my life and fill you with the ashes of my bones."
"I want to be embedded in your life, from birth to death."
Xiang Wan showed a sour expression and avoided the hot air in her ears: "I love you too, Natosha, but I have no interest in being a widow for the time being."
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I suddenly want to write an interstellar BG cookie, the "disabled" woman who can never be ignored vs. The S-class Alpha humanoid weapon who is forced to be cold-hearted (x) and the clingy puppy (v)
It's still the same flavor that I love to the bone!
Intention: Love is idealism.