My name is Liu Jun. I'm at least the head of construction for a Taiwanese factory in a coastal city. A forty-year-old man, with no wife or family around, who would call me this Besides, this nickname, it was only used when I was twelve or thirteen years old..." 。After entering junior high school, no one else besides my family elders had ever visited. 。I must have misheard. 。I just feel dizzy and sleepy. 。"Xiao Jun, get up quickly, you're going to be late..." This time, not only that, but a big hand kept pushing me ... 。,Alas, things have come to this, it's probably useless to worry now. Life still has to go on day by day. It wouldn't do to just commit suicide by jumping into the water as soon as I transmigrate, would it,The clear water reflected a youthful and pretty face, which bore a resemblance to my son when he was seven or eight years old. 。Everyone says my son and I look very similar when we were young. It seems I'm definitely back. 。。