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At one o'clock in the morning, the company's internal system suddenly popped up an abnormal transfer reminder of one million. [Emergency expenditure of the Finance Department: Project deposit, approver: Shen Nanzhi] Ten minutes later, my office door was pushed open. The boyfriend stood at the door, followed by his best friend whose face was full of tears. He looked at me in disbelief, "The company treats you well, why are you doing this?" Only I knew that someone pretended to be me and approved the transfer.

In my last life, I died tragically in the mountains trying to save my best friend. After death, I wandered in the underworld and was accidentally bound to the merit system. During the five years in the underworld, I worked day and night to earn points, won millions of ghosts, and finally accumulated enough points to exchange for a chance to be reborn. As a result, there was a transmission error in the system, and I got stuck in a bug and passed directly into my best friend's belly. At this time, my resentful best friend was so tempted by a scumbag and a fake daughter that she wanted to jump into a river, but she still wanted to jump to relieve her worries. I was so anxious that I thrust myself into her belly like a carp and tried my best to transmit the message. Yu Wanwan! Stop! Dama! Your bestie, I'll come back and help you change your life! Not only did she stop, she also took another step forward. I kicked her as hard as I could. [Tell me, what kind of malted milk do you want to boil for me? You should burn a spoon and a bowl! I licked the mouth of the can for several days, and the old ghost next door laughed so hard that my abs were showing! You still don't believe it, do you? There is a red mole on your left buttock. At that time, I laughed at you for looking like a stamped little sow...]

The author of this book, Xiaoxin, graduated with a master's degree in law. He is a well-known young host, a visiting professor at Shandong University, and the first TV news commentator at Shandong Radio Station. The articles in this book give full play to the author's multiple "professional identities" and reflect the confusion, anguish, beauty and warmth that people can really feel in today's life. They have the readability of beautiful stories, but also have the transcendent, profound and thought-provoking literary spirit. The whole article exudes the belief and pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty.

The warlord bought half the city for me, pointed at my belly and said: Don't let my son call anyone else dad...

Late one night, there are always some people and some pictures that break into your dreams. Maybe it was your first love that you loved with your life but hurt you deeply in the end. Maybe it was a kiss when you held hands. Maybe it was your wishful thinking when you cautiously approached her. Maybe it was the most difficult time when you were licking your wounds alone. But after so many years of fighting with the world, you are still shining and full of interest, just because of some unchanging feelings in your heart and a sincere and warm good night. Open this book, read a story, feel a period of time, find your own reflection, and hope to use the people and things in the book to warm your present. Every silent late night, say good night to the person you miss deeply in your heart. I hope this good night again and again can finally let go of all regrets.

Reborn and returned to the starting point, I just hope to live a hard-won life and cherish the hard-won life, and try to make up for the regrets of the previous life.