He sat leisurely on the seat opposite, and the green and golden fields outside the car window flashed behind him. There was no smile on his face.
"My whole family is Slytherin," he said.
"Gosh," she heard the boy across from her say, "I think you're pretty good!"
He grinned.
I'm going to cry. I originally planned to change it and continue writing, but I found that the writing style can't be reversed... I know you all can see that the writing style has been distorted from the first few chapters to the last few chapters of this article. I'm so desperate. As expected, the Chinese wrote Xihuanmu with a lot of detailed details, but I can't stand it. The author's heart is shattered. Let's go into self-exile. TAT