People in Tokyo Are Like a Sacred Tree

'About when did you start to look forward to the things around you? " Lying under the shade of a tree, Lin Qiushu couldn't help but recall the decades since his rebirth. For the first half of the year, he was a tree, and his life was so boring that his consciousness almost collapsed. In the second half of the year, in order to obtain divine power, I helped people fulfill their wishes every day, which was also extremely hard. He couldn't understand. Until that face that I had looked at for many years and made people irritated every time I saw it popped up. "Why are you in a daze? " The girl asked while grabbing the armrest of his lounge chair. Lin Qiushu was silent for a few seconds, looking at the other person's mouth, the corners of his mouth curled up quietly, and he was speechless: "I'm thinking that if you still make that strange wish to me, I will bite my tongue and kill myself. " "Bite mine. "