My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

Feeling a little sleepy, but with no intention of going to sleep, Lu took out a diary from the drawer under the desk early and placed it on the top layer.

She has the habit of keeping a diary. From childhood to adulthood, she would write down anything that she felt was slightly important and happy. Although happy things are always few and most of them are frustrating things, everything that happens has its meaning.

Lu Zaozao always comforted herself in this way - record the happy things, and look back on them in the future, and there will be another reason to be happy and look back. As for various misfortunes, it is better to forget them as soon as possible, otherwise they will take root in the heart and be a punishment for oneself, so those sad things are always hastily passed over.

I opened it and it was empty, there was nothing.

Lu Zao Zao felt puzzled. He squatted down and eagerly looked through the other notebooks in the desk cabinet.

Only when I was very young, probably still in kindergarten, my handwriting was childish and crooked. I wrote about whether I was praised or criticized by the teacher today, how many red flowers I got, how many bowls of rice I ate, how much handicraft I completed independently, which child I made friends with, and what I said.

Nothing else.

Lu Zao Zao went to look through other cabinets and searched on the bookshelf for a long time, but still couldn't find it. Except for some preserved books and notes, everything she had recorded in the past seemed to have been erased and disappeared completely.

No one would be willing to enter her room and take her things - despite this, Lu Zao Zao still had a glimmer of suspicion or luck, and called her aunt to ask.

"Auntie, did you see my notebook in my room again? Did you help me clean it up?"

There was no doubt that he got a negative answer, but Lu Zao Zao did not give up and asked again, "Did anyone enter my room?"

The possibility is even slimmer than the first two. Lu Zao Zao knew in her heart that, let alone entering her room, even the villa where she lives, except for the aunt who takes care of her, or the housekeeper and driver who come occasionally, no one else would be willing to set foot in it.

Moreover, there was no sign that anyone had rummaged through the cabinets and desks.

No one cared about her as a person, let alone her notes.

As expected, the answer was negative. Auntie looked at Lu Zaozao respectfully and with a little pity, "No, Miss, no one has entered your room except you and me."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Lu Zaozao and said carefully, "Miss, are you missing Mr. Lu and Mrs. Shen? Do you want to go see them?"

Lu Zaozao sat on the bed and shook her head. Her aunt thought that Lu Zaozao was sad because of the lack of parental love, so she stepped out consciously, leaving Lu Zaozao sitting on the edge of the bed sighing.

I feel like I have wasted my precious chance for rebirth. Not only can I not change my future, but even some things in my past have been erased.

But on second thought, the memories of the past didn't seem so pleasant. She lay down on the bed, and at a glance she could see the plaster statue of an angel with too bright and noisy colors. Its colorful eyes seemed to be silently staring at Lu Zaozao.

Then I immediately thought that maybe the disappearance of those things was a good thing.

She had no control over fate, so she just let it be. The worst that could happen was death, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Using the "Ah Q spirit" to perfection, Lu pulled the quilt over him early and got into the middle of the bed, and fell asleep peacefully again.

When he woke up the next morning, it was already nine in the morning. He had slept for more than ten hours and had no strange nightmares. Such moments rarely happened in the past, and Lu Zao Zao felt that they were very rare and happy.

Even though it is October, the temperature is still very high at noon and I don't want to stay in the air-conditioned room for too long. Fortunately, there are large tracts of tall trees in the area behind the mountain. It is very cool in summer and many animals are raised there.

The annual cost of raising these animals and maintaining the forests is astronomical and unimaginable to ordinary people, but for the Lu family it is just a drop in the bucket.

Sitting in the pavilion to enjoy the cool, there was an endless forest area above and a wide artificial grassland in the distance. The wind blew over, and Lu Zao Zao walked and stopped along the direction of the wind.

Seeing the trainer and the keeper leading the past over, Lu realized early on that Lu Shiqing or Lu Qingwan would also be here.

When Lu Shiqing was eighteen years old, Lu Aotian gave him an artificially bred lion. The lion was majestic and had sharp teeth, but Lu Shiqing had raised it since it was a child, so it was very close and obedient to him.

When Lu Qingwan was nine years old, Lu Aotian gave her a pure-blooded Hanoverian, a warm-blooded horse breed, and hired a special horse breeder. Lu Qingwan would occasionally come over to take a look, feed it expensive grass, and ride it around the vast grassland.

Perhaps because Lu Qingwan was too young and had a gentle and calm personality, she showed no desire to tame the horse.

She often followed Lu Shiqing to visit the lion Past. Over time, she became familiar with Past, and the lion became as docile in front of them as a domestic dog.

Shen Xiyan has a ragdoll cat. Just like herself, it is a kitten that everyone will fall in love with at first sight. Its eyes are deep blue, and look like a mysterious and boundless ocean.

Shen Huaijin has a wild and fierce personality. He has no desire to raise any animals. What he likes is to conquer. The places he goes most often are often full of violence, blood, and fanaticism. When he was a teenager, Lu Aotian took him to the African savannah for hunting and even customized a hunting rifle with his initials engraved on it. He lives like the wind in the wilderness, and you can smell the strong smell of blood and freedom.

When she was a child, Lu Zaozao also had a small dog. She picked it up on a cold rainy night. It was a shivering and extremely weak puppy. She took good care of it, but it died within a month because it was too weak to resist the disease.

From then on, Lu Zaozao never raised anything again.

Everyone lives their life with their own edges and corners and can live in any way, except Lu Zaozao, who is like a lump of mud that is kneaded arbitrarily in a regular round box.

There is no qualification to choose, only fate that is at the mercy of God.

She was thinking whether to avoid it or just keep walking forward and go back to the villa. Lu Shiqing had already walked quickly from behind her to the front of her and took Past from the breeder.

A man and a lion were strolling lazily on the grassland.

Lu Shiqing was wearing special gloves on his hands and it seemed that he had been here for a while. He might have just finished teasing other small animals.

Lu walked away early and sat on the lawn far away from them. The afternoon sun made the lawn hot and the grass clippings were a bit prickly, but the breeze on their faces was very comfortable.

From afar, Lu Zaozao saw a blurry figure approaching. It was Lu Qingwan.