When everyone can upload consciousness and change to a young and healthy body, what will the world look like? Will the disease and pain be far away from us? Can human nature be preserved? Or will it become a carnival of capital?
Later, my father called me a lot, but the only thing I remember was the one on the day I played truant.
You know how much I want to be you, and how much I hope not to be you. The reader's feelings are in place.
Everyone's fate is ups and downs with this black soil. Joy and separation, joy and sorrow are gradually going to silence due to the changes of the times. This is the day and night of the northeast.