Mu Li and Gu Langci grew up next to each other on the same street.
The two children held hands and hugged each other as they were young, and they stumbled and grew up slowly.
Time is long and memories are long. The days spent together are still vivid in my mind.
I don't know why, but the pure and pure relationship between comrades-in-arms has turned sour inexplicably.
I don't like men. I just like you.
There were times of hesitation and uncertainty along the way. But luckily, I can hold your hand in the end.
That's enough.
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A small amount of abuse can make you happy, but a big abuse can hurt your body. I can't bear to see them unhappy, so they must be HE.
Two sons that I love very much. They grew up together. Hopefully I can keep writing along the way.