[MTL, BL] Goldfinger Old Attack Has Signed For [End Times Rebirth]

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Huailin hadn't been so lively in a long time.

It may be that after living for a long time, people will start to miss and compare; it may also be that Bai Ruan's sudden arrival triggered his memories.

Huailin always remembered the days he spent at the S base before he was "reborn". At that time, he didn't have any friends, and only knew a few people like Bai Ruan, let alone a birthday or a party.

Except for him, everyone seems to be rushing to make a living. Time is material, and material is life. Everyone seems to have a countdown on their heads counting their lives: a bottle of mineral water is equal to six hours of life, a meat A bun equals ten hours of life, a piece of chocolate equals twenty hours of life...

You might have seven more days to live today, so you go to sleep happily. But if you do fall asleep, someone steals your belongings, and when you wake up, you will find that if you don't work hard, you only have twenty-four hours to live.

A lucky person may earn 30 hours of life in twenty-four hours a day; an unfortunate person can only watch his life come to an end, but there is nothing he can do and be powerless to return to heaven.

In the middle of the last days, people were trading, stealing, and robbing each other of their lives.

The more cruel it was at that time, the more Huailin could appreciate the treasure of this kind of life now.

Skating is now a luxury sport.

After everyone at Base 12 had squandered their physical strength, only Yan Feiguang, who was at the peak of his skills, could still stand on the stage, played a cheerful and lively birthday song with his violin, and said with a silly smile: "Dedicated to the male god. Yes!" He hadn't finished pulling

, and the rough men who fell to the ground couldn't wait to sing along: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to the chief!"

They were all dumbfounded at the back, and the tone was completely kidnapped by these guys.

Huailin smiled and fell into Lu Xingzhao's arms, watching Bai Ruan bring the cake he made by himself, and solemnly said: "My adopted son Huailin looks very good, but in fact, he has a bad stomach, please take care of this. It's been a long time, and now he's finally an adult!"

Lu Xingzhao continued: "Don't bother, don't bother, the adoptive father can let go

now--" "I'll be taken over by Lu Xingzhao!" Huailin announced with a smile.

It is estimated that no one has ever heard such a declaration.

Bai Ruan was stunned: "Ah... oh, Comrade Lu Xingzhao, Huailin will... leave it to you?"

Lu Xingzhao said blankly: "Thank... Thank you foster father?" The

two always felt that something was not right, Qi Qi Go to see Wylin.

Huailin regained his senses and said angrily, "This is my birthday, not a wedding! What are you all doing!! Hurry up and put candles and make a wish for me, then cut the cake and start sharing it!"

"Oh! Everyone

was so happy that they didn't pay attention to the long walk in front of them. They only heard the last sentence, "Diet!", and immediately rushed up, leaving only a small piece in the middle for Huailin, and the rest was just the residue.

"..." Huai Lin was dumbfounded, and frantically raised the kettle next to him, aiming at those heads, "Leave another piece! Where is my courier's, and my foster father's?!"