Just because the fortune teller said that there will be a hurdle in my sixties that will bring trouble to my family. My son kicked me out of the house on my sixtieth birthday. But the next day, they found me again under the bridge. But I wanted to use my kidney in exchange for his chance of promotion. I looked at this wasted half-life and the white-eyed wolf son with a wry smile. Resolutely decided to bind the "death-seeking and reverse-rebirth system". The more you do it, the younger you will become. There is a "threshold" for me to turn sixty, but it is the "threshold" to move towards a new life.
