[Two-way secret love, the isolation of the Republic of China, the story of Hu Ruicheng, a lazy man who has always been refined, and Jiang Wenlang, the little kid he picked up]
There is a medium-sized sycamore courtyard in the city. You can tell clearly that people in the south of the city raise their heads and look at the big sycamore tree. You can't tell clearly that the people in the city all remember the man sitting under the sycamore tree...
"Everyone knows that the Yu family's wine, the Mu family's silk, the Liao family's medicine, and the Hu family's cakes are undoubtedly the best in Dingcheng, but they didn't expect that Jiang Wenlang alone opened a teahouse for the second master, and it was so famous that it made the literary and intellectuals dislike it. Thinking about drinking tea and writing poems, I won't mention the Nanyuan Building on May Day, nor will I mention the exquisite tea. If you get tired of the smell of tea, you can just stay there to enjoy the dancing and music on the second floor! I heard that Mr. Jiang Wenlang was picked up by Mr. Hu!
"No, I heard that Jiang Wenlang is also interested in the second master!"
"I really want to know what Mr. Hu thinks."
"Hey, let's go, go to the teahouse and listen to the news!"
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A casual essay about two-way secret love in the style of the Republic of China
If you don't want to read my nonsense in the previous chapter, just read Chapter 4.
I'm too lazy. This is my junior high school article. In fact, I'm just too lazy to type. I think it's over when I think it's over. I'll update it when I want to. When I'm too lazy, everyone has seen it. It's been seven years and I've only typed this little bit.
Don't scold me, call me a dog.
