Meng Fubai has been Si Yu's stand-in for eight hundred years, trying his best to be an object that sees things and misses people. The temptation to survive in troubled times is too great for him to resist, so he just takes it as a substitute, and there will be no missing piece of meat. After bumping into the south wall without thinking clearly, Si Yu is not as good as a leaf of Xiaoli to him.
The legendary Bai Yueguang is coming back? Meng Fubai was a little scared, fearing that people would dislike him and crush him to death with just a finger. However, people were so stingy that even Si Yu didn't bother to look at him.
When the work of a substitute came to an end, there were countless gods and demons in the upper world watching the fun. Meng Fubai didn't care. There was wine, flowers, and pears. His life couldn't be better. People, you have to learn to be content.
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"Oh, Fubai, why is substitute literature so popular in the mortal world now?" Xiaoli held her mobile phone, and the interface of the mobile phone was a green software.
"Bai Yueguang's stand-in literature, pronounced as Bai Yueguang, written as White Lotus, a stand-in for a doormat, a scumbag with a wet brain, either at the crematorium or at the crematorium. There has to be someone who is sorry, or both of them are sorry."
"Xiao Li, do you think anyone will read a novel about my life?" As he spoke, Meng Fubai shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult. In my life, I have never slapped a scumbag villain in the face, nor have I ever attacked a crematorium. I have not abused my body, heart, liver, and lungs. I hit it off at the beginning, but fell apart at the end. What's so good about it?"
First perspective, the ending is temporarily undecided
Intention: This world is not like "there will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed", live in the present and enjoy life