When Zhong Xing was about to leave, he had already had a premonition.
She calmly looked at the blood she coughed up on the handkerchief, threw it into the brazier and burned it, and then told the half-grown boy behind her to pull out the big box under the bed and open it.
Hang Chi Hang Chi divided the contents into two piles, holding one pile in his arms, and stuffing the other pile into the boy's hand. He warned him with a serious expression: "Remember, you must burn it for me when I die."
That night, she passed away with a smile on her face, holding a thick stack of papers in her arms.
That was her graduation thesis.
# In the ancient gap, I will be able to amaze everyone when I travel back five years ago!
#After five years of precipitation, I am still an academic dung machine
During her second time travel, she was determined to fight to the end, but she was inexplicably brought to a courtyard, where the breeze was blowing, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, making it a perfect place to enjoy the scenery.
If you ignore the hundreds of copies of her academic rubbish and countless pens and papers...
The instigator stood innocently under the porch: "How about you write here from now on, and don't leave again."
Zhong Xing: ... Brother, I don't want to fight to the top of the perpetual motion machine created by academic rubbish.
Lazy and cowardly clever egg x black-bellied and considerate little sun
Semi-nurturing (actually it should be a young male protagonist who develops a female protagonist...)
A story about an abused cow and horse who, in the process of freely fighting against a time-travel life without mobile phones and WiFi, was influenced back to the time when she was not a vicious woman.
The copy was last written on January 27, 2025
Concept: A fool lives a confused life
