Under the double blow of lovelorn and unemployment
She resolutely chose to go towards money
sell one's soul
A man's support makes her excited
The man's care made her throb
A man's money makes her happy
The red light and green wine are just to forget about the hole in my heart.
Maybe until the end of the story
Only then will she understand
People live in this world
Money is the most unreliable thing.
Who will remember that Guanju song again?
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