Chen Si always felt that he would rot in that leaky rental house for the rest of his life.
Until Xie Qinghan forced his way into his world with the three-dollar jar of lemon tea.
"You're not mud."
"You're just too noisy."
It was a sober sinking.
The story of a god who fell from the altar just to embrace him in the mire.
"I don't need you to be someone else. I just want you, don't push me away."
Warm reminder:
"Author's words: When writing this article, I cried and laughed with Chen Si and Xie Qinghan. I hope this story of first torture and then sweetness can bring you a little warmth and strength. Thank you for reading. If you like it, please leave your footprints!"
Purpose: "Author's words: When writing this article, I cried and laughed with Chen Si and Xie Qinghan. I hope this story of abuse first and then sweetness can bring you a little warmth and strength. Thank you for reading. If you like it, please leave your footprints!"