Thank you for the ketchup cover, it's so lovely~
I want to tell you that the boy with the mole on the corner of his right eye is standing in front of me now. However, he only wore a pair of black underwear.
I want to tell you that this man with a mole on the corner of his right eye appears before me like a god. But, he threw a bag of money at me. I opened it and counted it, no more, no less, one million.
I want to tell you that when I was 17 years old, when I passed Class 8 of my sophomore year in high school, I remembered a boy's name. It's just that the man who pushed me down the stairs now has the same name as him.
Shuo night, Liang Shuo night.
There is H but no explanation~
There's no explanation for this nonsense~
Welcome all kinds of whipping~Collect it\(^o^)/~
I recommend a song about milk tea, which is very suitable to listen to while reading this article - "Continue". This song has a nice subtitle: To my fifteen-year-old self =3=
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