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This world is complicated and confusing, and the situation is changing, but everything seems to be controlled by certain people... Could those people be "gods"?

Record the fleeting inspiration in life, or a paragraph, a short story, a story derived from a paragraph or a short story, heal your own soul, and store a story of me who is not afraid of being laughed at by others outside the world.

I still remember the underground passage, The nervousness and apprehension every night, the beating heart. The roads in Wuhan always make me confused, I was so confused that I forgot how long the Entrepreneurship Street used to be. I also forgot how long it had been since the building across the road to the east. I don't know if the old place in my memory has changed. In short, Guanshan has become unfamiliar now. But Hangzhou, where I live, is so familiar. June, west of Longxi, The endless grassland is blooming with countless flowers, But I didn't dare to go again. The starry sky of Te Anau Caves, Really, really, really dreamy. And the pure white towns I visited, But also alone... Did you know? The sunset over the Gobi is indeed beautiful. You always say that the world is beautiful and colorful, Infinite things have endless fun, So you move forward boldly and with great strides. And I want to say: in the world There is always an endless road to walk, There are always endless views, But there is no longer a broken south wall that has been smashed through. There is no risk of jumping into the Yellow River. It seems like all my decisions (about you) in my life are wrong starts, There is only one thing I never doubt I did wrong, and I never regret it at all. That is loving the right person.

She was reborn in this strange world. How should she choose between the ties between her past life and this life?

She was reborn in this strange world. How should she choose between the ties between her past life and this life?

This is my first novel, please bear with me