God's Favorking of Internet

Originally, this book was signed on another website, but for some reason, it was blocked. And I was very busy at the time, and I didn't know that this book was suddenly blocked, so I had no choice but to write here. If you like this book, you can collect it. I don't know how to V this book Because it's been too long, I've forgotten the story after these 50 chapters, so I'll write it again. If you came from another website and find something different, please forgive the author. The author is really speechless and really tired. Now writing novels is all about self-consciousness? ———— I am Lu, a member of the time-traveling army in the 21st century. I can't remember whether the world in the past was as real as the pages of a book. My memory is like ashes blown away by the wind, leaving only a vague outline. But now that I have set foot here, I tell myself: live, live seriously and vigorously. But this body always reminds me of the existence of a certain price. It was weak, sensitive, and gasped at the slightest exertion. My family carefully protected me, not letting me run or swing my racket. Even the sunlight seemed like a dangerous gift. How I want to be like my brother, chasing the sunset on the court, laughing in the sweat, shouting my name in the wind. But I can only stand by the window and watch their shadows being stretched very long. I have whispered countless times at night, praying to the God who I don't know exists but is always listening: Since he has given me a chance to be reborn, why can't he also give me a body that can run? Sure enough, people are naturally greedy - I have obviously lived my life again, but I still hope for more. But perhaps, it was this greed that moved Him. Or perhaps, it is time itself that is quietly repairing the imperfections. My body temperature gradually stabilized, and my steps were no longer frivolous. One morning, I was even able to stand in the yard and let the sun fully fill my body. I know He heard it. Not in a miraculous way, but with small improvements day by day, like spring snow melting, like new shoots breaking through the ground. Thanks. Not grateful for rebirth, but grateful for the slow but steady improvement. I am grateful that every breath no longer hurts, and I am grateful that I can touch the warmth of the world again. I will continue to pray, but no longer beg for miracles – because I am already living them. ˉˉˉˉˉˉˉ Champion the Ice King, but the champion may not be the Ice King No cp in the text Let's see if I can write a side story first Purpose: Net King