I have a boyfriend. He is an invincible handsome guy. He is the best in men. He is a unique, unique, incomparable, and peerless heartthrob in the world. Even dogs can't help drooling and wagging their tails when they see him.
He smiled softly, and there was peace in the world.
He cried in frustration, it was the end of the world.
I have no choice but to pamper him. Who the hell made him so good-looking? He can throw away everything except his face!
He laughs and I laugh.
He cries, I cry.
When he made a mistake, he asked for comfort. I kissed him and hugged him like a child.
Lift high.
But such a perfect person can't tell whether he is A or O. I seriously doubt that he has a dual personality.
That's right, it's a dual personality.
Short story
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
