On a stormy night, Shen Zhiyu drove a Maybach and accidentally discovered a hypocritical man with deep thoughts.
The man helped the old man who collected rags cross the road, gave others his raincoat to wear, and even sent them under the bridge to keep out the wind and rain.
The man smiled sincerely and warmly, his eyes turned into the moon, and his mouth also turned into the moon.
Shen Zhiyu was so angry that he felt that the man was really good at pretending, even better than he, Shen Zhiyu.
A month later, the man stopped Shen Zhiyu on the road and asked cautiously, "Friend, do you need to rent a house?"
The noble Mr. Shen suddenly got excited and sat in the back seat of the man's broken electric car. After a bumpy road, he finally became a roommate with the man.
Later, Shen Zhiyu even betrayed his appearance and became the gay he once hated most. However, he could not find any evidence that the other party was disguised. Instead, he felt his face turn red and hot when he got close to him.
He cursed angrily, [Damn Star Fruit, what did you add to the air!
Star fruit:? ? ?
Just breathe.
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Everyone feels that the young master of Qi'an Group is living in a honeypot.
The actress' mother would tell him stories gently, and the chairman's father would kneel on the ground with a smile and let him ride a big horse.
But only Shen Zhiyu knew that it was love that only appeared under the spotlight.
No one really loves him.
He is just a mascot born for profit.
Just like his name.
Know more, know more.
Know that you are redundant.
He tried to remove the suffocating shackles, but his parents put him in that horrible confinement room.
He was cold and hungry, and the dark space was driving him crazy. Only the moon in the small window would always embrace him gently.
He finally understood that no one would be nice to another person for no reason, unless there was a purpose.
He approached Yang Tao with vicious intentions, trying to uncover the man's true face, but unknowingly, he fell into trouble step by step.
He once held the moon in his hands, and the moon said to him, I wish you prosperity every year, and I wish you prosperity every year.
But his poor heart doesn't know what love is.
He lost the moon with his own hands.
Later, he personally walked into the solitary room that made him tremble. Outside the window was darkness.
The moon no longer wanted to shine on him.
No.
No.
Can't leave.
Otherwise, how can I live my life?
Intention: Sincerity is always the greatest nirvana