No matter when or where I get into trouble, it's no surprise that Xia Yan closes the stall.
Unlike her snow-white skin, mine is a light malt color. Actually, I think her and my names should be reversed.
But I'm not jealous of her, because I always feel that I'm happier than her, and I live more comfortably than she does. She rarely smiles, really rarely. She always smiles when I am most embarrassed and happiest. It is difficult for me to explain the meaning in her twinkling eyes. But seeing her happy makes me extremely happy.
Catch the habit of "liking" things
Unexpected and reasonable