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Later, I realized that time is a knife that doesn't draw blood. This time when I returned to Cambodia, it's already been almost half a year since my last visit. I don't know if this was luck or my own choice. After I was set up by others, a once-invincible warrior completely collapsed and ended up in the freelance world.
But I didn't give up. In Southeast Asia, I started over by typing on a keyboard. This time, it wasn't a keyboard I was typing on, but my youth and my chance to turn things around.
They say girls have many choices when coming to Southeast Asia, but I don't agree with that. I've never relied on anyone and I've never climbed the social ladder either
I just want to break through with my bare hands against all odds. I believe that fate can't stop a brave p