MTL - Back to 70 to Marry Unlucky Male Partner - Chapter 65 Parts are ok

She remembers him because of the mole at the corner of his eyebrow;He remembers her simply because she is her.Every passing encounter becomes a story in the memory,And you are the ending of my story.

Become famous early, make money early, and enjoy the joy of life in America with both fame and fortune.The Great America, Hollywood, business warfare, entertainment industry, celebrities and movies…“Do you know what my favorite movie is?”“The Wolf of Wall Street?”“Yes, these sentences are really amazing!!”【The world of investing can be a jungle. Bulls. Bears. Danger at every turn】【I'm talking about normal people, working-class, everyday people. Everyone wants to get rich. Am I crazy? There's no such fuckin' thing as an Amish Buddhist】【Are you behind on your credit card bills? Good! Pick up the phone and start dialing!Is your landlord ready to evict you? Good! Pick up the phone and start dialing!Does your girlfriend think you're a fucking worthless loser? Good! Pick up the phone and start dialing!I want you to deal with your problems by becoming rich! All you have to do today is pick up that phone and speak the words that I have taught you. And I will make you richer than the most powerful CEO in the United States of fucking America!!!】

Heaven and Earth serve as the guesthouse for all living things, with Time being the sojourner since time immemorial.

As with the difference between dreaming and awakening, the distinction between life and death is diverse and confused, and changing.

What awaits us beyond time, once we have transcended life and death, heaven and earth?

I heard that this year there aren’t enough dorm rooms for the girls at school, so a few of them have had to move into the boys’ dorms.

A group of testosterone-fueled guys suddenly become quiet.

They no longer hang their underwear and socks out to dry in the hallway, walk softly, and speak in hushed tones. Everyone is on edge, afraid of scaring off the new girls in their dorm.

One night, Bo Yan just finished showering and walked out of the communal bathroom. He carried a basin in his left hand and wore CK boxers that showed off his six-pack abs.

At the entrance to his dorm room, he saw a girl in a lace nightgown.

Jin Xi stared at his abs and nervously asked, “Excuse me, I’m from the dormitory across the hall. Could you help us set up the router?”

“Sure,” Bo Yan said, quietly moving the basin from his side to the front.

A carefree, silly story about a playboy and an energetic, lovely fairy.

I’ll conquer new territories for you and draw boundaries to keep you safe.

[This is a lighthearted and silly story, don’t take it too seriously.]