After the first failed attack on Gao Yang, Ye knew he was doomed, just like the damn stomach cancer.
Attacks can be painful to the point of cramping and life-threatening.
In the darkness of countless nights, he would always wonder why someone could be so annoying, with similar growth experiences but completely different lives.
We went to a terrible elementary school and middle school together,
Admitted to high schools with similar levels,
Also majoring in Chinese Literature,
It's the same as writing novels...
Gao Yang's success, sunshine, and enthusiasm only make him look more useless in comparison.
Dark, damp, cold, twisted, painful, contemptuous, almost out of breath.
Breathing hard like a rag doll, living numbly, "wild" like the name, until death. This is the path that wild people should have, and it is also the life that wild people should not have.
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"Sunshine" with high desire for control × darkness, vulnerability and struggle
(Don't be deceived by Gao Yang's appearance of being a kind person. In fact, it's a two-way disease (bushi). The poor wild child jumped back into the pit stupidly🥹😌)
(Also, as you know me, I haven't decided which one to open between this article and another review in the UK and the US, but I won't cheat~ and I am a firm HE party~)
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When I meet everyone, I tell them that you are my rose, the kind that never withers, so after many years, it still ends perfectly. ————By Gao Yang
Intention: We should hate each other, but we are bound to love each other.