Big data accurately pushed the information. Xia Yichu, who had the same name and the same name, had just finished taking a shower. She was browsing her phone with her wet hair. At a glance, she saw her name being mentioned repeatedly.
She was stunned for two seconds, then raised the corners of her mouth in a pleasant arc, rubbed her wet fingertips casually on the bath towel, and typed out the next line:
[I just like this kind of forced and domineering love]
Send.
After 10 seconds, the system prompts: The comment has been upvoted to Hot One, with 32,000 likes and 21,000 replies.
Refresh again and a pop-up window will appear: You have received 999+ private messages.
She clicked on the top item——
[Sister, are you out of your mind? Do you want me to call 110 and report you to a psychiatric department?
Article 2:
Terminal patients in Stockholm? It is recommended to directly cremate.
She started to fight back.
What do you know? Jiang Chen's love is 100% pure and absolute possession. The world he created for me was free of deceit, betrayal, second-hand smoke and morning rush hour subways. What you call freedom is just the right to bite each other in the mud.
[Thirty-seven locks? I wish I could add three more. Security is never the fragrance of roses, but the cold smell of steel.
[Tell me Stockholm? Sorry, I naturally like cages. It would be romantic to throw the key into the sea.
Every time she posts something, the comment section explodes.
As I typed faster and faster on the keyboard, the keycaps started to get hot.
The next second, a wisp of white smoke emitted from the keyboard.
The smoke from the keyboard materialized at this moment.
Xia Yichu died.
