As the title suggests, my brain is very messy today and I can't write.

The child is at home, the devil is him, the angel is him, every day reincarnated in the battle of wit, hands and filial piety of mother and son, the child said, I am too difficult, I want to call and cry with my mother, I am really, so difficult, how easy is it for her to care about me?????

"Picking Immortal Order" is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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