But I Have No Choice

(Not a cool article, group portrait, no cp) Tired, destroy it... After another death, this was the only thought in Song Yu's mind. Originally holding the script of Heaven's Proud Man, he happened to travel to ancient times and became a beggar. He thought he had drawn a counterattack character, and was preparing to surprise these ancient people with his fists and kicks, when a horse's hoof struck and he died under the horse's hoof. Open your eyes again and die in the blink of an eye; open your eyes again and die again, Again, eh? Did you get it this time? ! ! Old man... No! ! Why is this script written for both men and women? ! Can you give me a channel to make money? Hey! After playing the role of NPC for countless years, Song Yu finally drew the Emperor! But why did Song Yu feel so calm that he even wanted to slap himself a few times... ------------------------------------------ Alas, do you really have a choice in life? Where the chess will fall seems to have been decided long ago. What can you do if you were me?