Goodbye Song Sibei, it was New Year's Eve in the small county town.
Thousands of lights are on, and everyone is happy.
Yan Ke was kicked out of the house and wandered the deserted streets in thin clothes. The light of fireworks illuminated the sharp forehead of the young man in the corner.
There was blood oozing from a scratch.
She called his name: "Song Sibei."
Then handed over a good band-aid.
Song Sibei didn't answer, but looked at her coldly and mocked: "You're pathetic enough and you dare to meddle in your own business?"
That night, Song Sibei took Yan Ke home.
-For her and me
-Cun Gu Cun Sheng
tips
. Soft, tough and restrained x the gangster
. All copywriting is retained
Purpose: life
