Reborn: A Perfect Life

Oh! Failed? Separate? Ran away? Regret? Car accident? Save people? A bloody start! Don't be afraid of being ordinary, just be afraid of being bloody! Bye-Bye

120 The man is dead and his family is dead. 120 Didn't work. Don't think I'm too late. Let the man die. [When the fireworks burn out... Once upon a time, the smoke marks were called fireworks tears, and that name held more sadness. Later, it was translated as smoke marks: when the fireworks burn out, the remaining debris is the smoke marks of the fireworks. It has prospered, bloomed, and proved that... It has existed. Later, the pen name was derived: Xingkong Yanhen. The traces of smoke gathered and dispersed, and finally dissipated. I don't know how many years have passed since I left here. In the process of writing together, Yanhen is very happy to meet you. In fact, Yan Hen stopped coding half a year ago and checks in with his friends regularly every day. The four works released now can be considered old works from half a year ago, so I thought about releasing them. At least I wrote it. The smoke marks left behind 4 unfinished works, and I don't know how many years have passed since I left. [Yan Hen has written a lot, but he can never find his own writing style. The more he writes, the less he can find it. [In the end, I was confused, what is the writing style, what is Yan Hen's writing style. Such confusion made Yan Hen very painful. When I started writing these four articles, Yanhen's mother no longer agreed, so Yanhen decided to write the article. I'm afraid that if I really write it in, I won't be able to get it out. Coupled with another physical factor, I had to give up. But thank you very much for listening to Yanhen's story. With you, Yanhen has more happiness... The pen name Xingkong Yanhen is finally settled on Yanhen. It won't change. I hope some friends can remember that the smoke marks appeared... Let me do it one last time... Smoke... Without a trace...

Oh, so frustrating. Early in the morning, a neighbor came over to ask for help and called 120. I helped with the call. As a result, I got myself into trouble. Why am I so aggrieved? 120 Can't get into the house. . Then call me at 120, what can I do?

Which medicine is almost gone? The other one can't be cut off... That high (⊙_⊙)? It doesn't seem to have any effect, so I don't use it much.

In another half month, you will know the result.

Judging by the click-through rate for my new book, I guess the website doesn't like me.

Is it out of tune (⊙_⊙)? Go to the new book. The honey love is finally over.

It's May Day... I guess I can be dragged out. . . No freedom...

Let me laugh for a while, for you who are humble.

As long as you don't sign in for me, or fail to sign mine, you will be rejected directly. I think you're too drunk~\(≧▽≦)/~La La La