Doomsday Wonderland

You see, I did not escape the rules and had to ask for leave as a last resort (really very last resort). Judging logically from the title shows that I am a human being.

After that, the plot actually came out, but how to get from here to there, I don’t know... I thought about it all day today (of course I didn’t miss playing with my mobile phone, don’t worry), and I couldn’t figure out how to write this chapter and the following parts. , this kind of pain is like being pregnant in ten months but without a birth canal. I have a child, but I don’t know why it’s half past nine after the birth? Mothers in labor might as well go home and sleep, damn it. It just so happened that I only slept for less than five hours yesterday and I was so sleepy. You say that after racking your brains in a mediocre life, you still have to ask for leave. Why are you all doing this?

I will have dinner with my relatives tomorrow... Do you think it will be easy to face all kinds of soul torture at the dinner table... Why don't you go to bed early and save more energy... (Rub your hands and drop the mud)