After Living for Eighteen Years, I Am Not a Human Being

Lu Xun is just an ordinary senior high school student with a dull life. Until he stood in the mourning hall of his deceased grandmother, surrounded by bone-chilling sorrow, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with him, a big problem that could swallow everything up. The tearful and grieving parents stood not far away, and two thick black smoke slowly rose and lingered around them. The heartbreaking sadness in the eyes of others fell into Lu Xun's eyes, but it was like the delicacies placed in front of him, exuding an alluring aura. There was a vague and hungry whisper in my heart. Hungry... It smells so good. From this moment on, Lu Xun felt that it was not just him who had a problem, but everyone had a problem. There was a problem in the world.