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As a senior graduate, Li Mixia is about to enter the society.
He just went back to the village to spend an ordinary New Year, but everything started to get weird.
Even on the flat ground, you can fall into countless different dog shit-eating postures. There is nothing in your mouth, but you feel a biting coldness melting inside.
No matter how thick you wear or how many quilts you cover, you can't resist the biting cold.
And the pain and tiredness that can be felt anytime and anywhere
Could he be suffering from some terminal illness?
Li Mixia quickly took out her mobile phone and asked the AI doctor: Is it easy to cure?
After the message was sent, it was rotated twice and showed a big red exclamation mark. There was no signal.
He doesn't live in a ravine, so how come there is no signal?
Li Mixia, who was bored, secretly obtained the family genealogy and began to remember (da) history (fa) history (shi) history (jian)
The more I look at it, the more something seems wrong——
Gongs and drums to open the way, flags and umbrellas, guards of honor, groomsmen...
Li Mixia became more and more confused as he watched, until he suddenly realized when he saw Xiniang, his family tree actually recorded a procession to send off a bride? !
He turned to the bride's page, which clearly recorded - the bride Li Mixia
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Li Mixia's first twenty years were smooth sailing, and he thought it would be the same in the future.
But one day I met a person, and he was very enthusiastic: "Hello, nice to meet you."
Li Mixia asked his name. After a brief silence, the man slowly raised his head, revealing his face hidden under the brim of his hat.
His voice was very soft: "Don't you know? I am Li Mixia."
Li Mixia was shocked, because his face was exactly the same as hers
At the same time, people around him came around one after another and raised their heads so that Li Mixia could see their identical faces. Senhan's voice kept coming: "Hello, I am Li Mixia."
In the end, these voices all converged into one: "Hello, I am Li Mixia. Can I be you? Or, in other words, replace you."
Purpose: Live hard
