"My name is Zhao Er." He smiled with a calm expression on his face.
"It turns out to be my second brother. I have admired my name for a long time, but I have a lowly name, Qian San."
"Like thunder."
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"How about we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"Bet on whether she can get married." Pointing to the roadside.
He looked along and saw a full-fed pug walking along the roadside. Its big eyes rolled around as it looked at them. It proudly raised one of its hind legs, peed as if no one was watching, and walked away.
"How about it? Do you want to bet or not?"
"••••••" He tilted his head and smiled, "Bet!"
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"Missing this thing, I forget it after thinking about it, and I forget about it, and I can't remember what I forgot. I only remember missing it, and the feeling of missing it." He lay on the table, his cheeks were red from drunkenness, and his index finger was dipped in wine while drawing patterns on the table. He smiled at the people around him. "Everyone in the world knows that it is better to go forward and fall in with all your heart. Yu Heng, you are not allowed to fall in, because I..." Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
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"Look, really, when a gust of wind passes, it's spring..." He smiled.
There was no answer around him, there was no answer for a long time.