When I entered high school, I originally just wanted to make a suggestion, but the school beauty and student union president was so arrogant that he accidentally issued a challenge to compete for the next student union president. Oops! God, don't make fun of me. I actually met two handsome guys from St. Petersburg. And they are so immortal that they can avoid being entangled by nymphomaniacs. Plus... Is this good luck or bad luck cubed!
After being reminded by a friend, I remembered that I, JJ, once registered an account to write articles... But gave up writing due to personal reasons at that time... And later even forgot that I had registered a writing account and registered JJ's email address.
Thanks to myself who was once in the second grade of middle school, I decided on a novel title that would not be repeated anywhere on the Internet, and successfully retrieved my JJ account and even my email password.