Trapped in the mud, the sun is poisonous, the tongue is poisonous × black cut, the attack is laid out in the dark
[Lin Shi (receiving) × Si Yi'an (attacking)], HE
A black custom-made leather shoe stepped on the clenched hand.
"Thief."
Lin Shi knelt on the ground and held his wrist tightly.
"I didn't steal."
"Lying."
Lin Shi was a little annoyed: "Relax your feet."
The leather shoes moved lightly, and Lin Shi felt a sting on the back of his hand, and he let go of his hand uncontrollably.
A gold cufflink slipped off.
The man picked up the cufflinks gracefully.
He disappeared into the crowd.
Lin Shi pulled off his hoodie, gritted his teeth, swallowed the shame and ran away.
"Lin Shi, you are still like this."
Intention: Wherever you fall, you will hit the wall