Xu Sui's life was in tatters since childhood. When he grew up, he came to high school. Being the first in his grade in high school seemed to be a beam of light for him, but this beam of light seemed not to last long...
Original without prototype!
Original without prototype!
Original without prototype!
I am a new author, my writing style may not be very good, please forgive me.
Intention: Maybe the breeze is blowing in the fields, and I am living simply and leisurely outside the city.