I thought I was a lucky soy sauce person. I walked by, ate, and saw but didn't have to be responsible.
But the ideal is plump, the reality is skinny, and the road in the world is not easy to walk.
As a soy sauce party member, I have always adhered to my duties, enjoyed the fun of participating, and was willing to be the green leaf under the red flower.
Unexpectedly, one day I suddenly looked back and realized, Damn! The plot has changed!
