In the early morning, the sunlight shone in obliquely through the white curtains, gently sprinkled on the little girl's face, she rubbed her eyes and pulled her head out of the bed, smiled sweetly at the wall at the head of the bed, and then, in a childish doll voice, she said sharply: "I woke up!" Go on! ”

"One car in one!"

"Horse one into two."

"Cannon two flat five!"

“......”

“......”

"Win! Yes! ”

The little girl was jumping on the bed excitedly, her two messy pigtails flickering up and down, and the dimples on her little face were overflowing with joy.

This little girl is me, and on the day I croaked on the ground, it is said that a cold snap that has not been seen in 500 years is passing through the city, and the cold breath is turning into ice, and everything is frozen and withering. In honor of such a meaningful weather, my dad gave me a rough, strong name - Shata. He wants me to be as strong as a tower, and I won't fall down for ten thousand years. Living up to high expectations, I grew up healthily all the way, and I didn't even get a cold when I was a child.

Aside from my bad temper, not having an ideal is my only drawback. Since childhood, he has no ambitions, disdains competition, and is calm and calm, like a born master. This is due to the direction of my parents' training, they just want my life to be ordinary and stable, and they also benefit from the earnest teaching of Uncle Hei, who told me not to dick anything.

But the god of fate stood majestically above the atmosphere with a glittering staff in his hand, flashing his big black wings, and sometimes squinted his slender eyes and said to me: "They are dreaming!" You're not normal at all! "The curse from Heaven casts a large shadow over my soul.

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