If the West Factory Can't Take Care of It, I Will Take Care of It from the Guards Department.

After reading these chapters, I looked solemn, lowered my head deeply, turned off my phone silently, stood up, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of 1982 Nongshi Mountain Spring, a collector's edition. I held it tightly in my hand and walked slowly to the window. The scenery outside the window was a bit dim, just like my mood, heavy, very heavy, gradually , it started to rain lightly in the gray sky outside. Why, my vision was blurred. I don't know whether it was because I was crying or because it was raining heavily. It might be both. My mood became even more melancholy. I could no longer suppress my inner emotions. I opened the window and shouted out the window: Who am I looking down on in these few chapters? .

It's beautiful, why are there so few people?

Look good, good, good

It's good, why doesn't anyone watch it?