The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Thirty-two years ago, the kid who had just come to this world must have no idea that today, thirty-two years later, he will grow up and live on a daily basis.

Thirty-two years later, he must have never imagined that he would miserably ask for subscriptions and monthly tickets to maintain his livelihood.

After all, at that time, he was just a ignorant child.

Thirty-two years later, this child's thirty-second birthday.

Difficulty in life, attentively to the readers, creating happiness.

Grew up another year.

Mood is complicated.

Okay, I do n’t feel much about it, and I sent it to you even more. Thank you for your support to the tiger. Everyone wishes to celebrate the tiger ’s birthday, so tired, go to bed, get up early tomorrow and update.

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