Sigh, I'm back to being seven years old, but my mind is still stuck at forty. How can my head not be in a mess,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. 。。