Jian'an Zang

The first year of Jian'an. My name is Cao Chong, and I will die at the age of thirteen. There is no system, no hang-ups, just logical thinking and a face that must act stupid. My mother is looking at me, Xu Chu is looking at me, Xun Yu is looking at me, and Cao Cao is looking at everyone. Guo Jia tilted his head as he passed by the corridor. The glance was brief, but I confirmed that he was looking at me too. I have to survive this winter first. Then, count the remaining eleven years.