When Shen Cong was seventeen years old, when his brother kissed him for the first time, a gray bird pooped on the outside of the air conditioner outside the window.
He grew up in a loveless family. His father was as silent as a wall, and his mother's complaints were like background sounds. Two weeds growing in the salt-alkali land, their roots entangled, it was hard to tell whether they were relying on each other or strangulating each other.
Shen Heng said: Don't be nice to me because I will take it seriously
Shen Cong said: I have taken it seriously
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day