When I was young, she was a bright ray of sunshine in my life, taking care of me, caring for me, but because of cowardice, I lost her. And I worked hard, fought crazily, and recklessly, just to tell myself that what I lost must be won back with my own hands! In youth, there is rebellion and arrogance, in growing up, there is impulsiveness and retreat. This is a transformation from a boy to a man, and also a hot-blooded and exciting life. The pain of the burning, as if it wanted to steam my whole body, roast me. I could only bear it silently. At the same time, my mind also worked crazily, supporting the surging heat in my body. With the control of my mind, the heat crazily washed through my body. Every time this wave of heat washed over him, it would bring about a complete transformation of his muscles and bones.
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