My deskmate didn't show up for two weeks at the beginning of the school year, but he became a legend in the school.
The teachers praised him for his extraordinary talent, the girls fantasized about his beauty, and even my cousin became his number one fan——
I didn't know how terrible the rumors were until I appeared in person.
What a gentle gentleman, he is clearly a severe mysophobia turtle-hair monster!
But this same guy who had to disinfect every touch burned himself with a cigarette butt in the garage last night.
And I recognized the mole on his forearm.
Seven years ago, I lost a boy named A Sheng in the alley.
Now he is back and has become my untouchable deskmate.
Concept: Human psychological trauma can only be healed by love and time
It just takes a whole autumn for ginkgo leaves to fall