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Zhang Yang died that night when he was forty-three years old. Like a stray dog, curling up in a dark corner under the bright lights of a foreign city, dying quietly. When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Yang found that he had become a widowed young dad. Looking at the cute baby, the first step Zhang Yang did was: Lie down? No! Our goal is... No cavities! Wrong! Wrong! Let's do it again – our goal is to post shit pictures on the wall! Yes, that's what happened. Daily writing. Purebred fields. Not engaged in career. If you don't like it, don't come in, thank you!

Xu Man was hit by a car and his life restarted when he opened his eyes again! Looking at the two-story building at home, Xu Man burst into tears and could finally lie down! In this life, I just want to be a salted fish without dreams! A certain man smiled evilly (×) at the corner of his mouth: Manman, being idle is also idle! How about... Having a baby? Xu Man: ... Silly comment. -- Qingshuiwen, enter with caution. Thanks!