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We will continue to pay attention to the latest chapter of my days in the detention center with you.
Maybe life is really a beautiful dream, and I don't know when to wake up in it. Looking back on the past days, I found myself wandering in the same place. Sitting in the car, accompanied by several police uncles, I went down to that mysterious place. This kind of "companionship" made me fantasize and didn't realize that a disaster was coming. It's really "the big baby on the homesickness platform-the guy who doesn't know how to die." According to folklore, the underworld has a platform for homesickness. After death, the ghost was chained by the imp. On this platform, you can also see the family situation in the world. After this, you will go to hell. At the gate of hell, I'm still poor. Isn't this dead goods? Mao, looking at the slowly opening door, I didn't know what it was like. I am so stupid and numb. At first, I was under the illusion that I had become a prisoner! I can't believe it. Just a week ago, I was a college student who just left school. Is it a dream that I should be here today? It's a little too real. Is it an illusion? A little ... I slapped myself hard and my ears buzzed. I feel a little fidgety on my face and know it hurts. This should be a fact. Not in a dream. return ...
It should be the whole book.