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Chapter 1: The origin of fate

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This article is called this name because all the stories are in my mind. I don’t have a good memory, so there will inevitably be mistaken things, either cutting corners or adding fuel to the fire, so it is not necessarily true. So I have to give this name. If you believe it completely after reading it and then turn around and say I’m lying, then I’m happy to say to you: You deserve it!

You ask who I am?

Oh, I really should introduce myself first. My surname is Su, Su Jin, and I am a very womanly name, right?

Yes, I'm a woman

You ask if my breasts are big?

Does this have anything to do with you?

Will I tell you 75B?

Actually, I think nine out of the ten people selling underwear are scammers. They have been fooling me to buy this size, but I always feel that I should wear a smaller size

I am not a beautiful woman, I look very ordinary. I am proud of my skin. It is very white and delicate. The bad thing is that I will definitely bruise if I hit it in five minutes. Fortunately, I recover quickly, so I can't see it after the night.

Another thing that makes me love and hate is my huge buttocks. Who knows how it grows so big, far exceeding the proportions of other parts of my body. Fortunately, the shape can satisfy me, otherwise I would have a real thought.

I was born in a so-called intellectual family. My parents were serious all day long. When I was in school, I would be checked by my parents for three generations of ancestors when I came to play at home. I didn’t have boys until I went to college. Fortunately, I was quite promising and got admitted to a key university in another place. Otherwise, maybe I would have to spend four years in college.

To be honest, when my parents sent me to school and said goodbye to me, I couldn't cry like other girls, because I was so happy at the time that I was so happy that I could not stop myself. My mother still said that I was a cruel girl.

Back to the topic, my messy story should start from the year I was in my sophomore year.