"Hello." I stared at the boy in front of me, even though my face was still covered with foam from the facial cleanser, and some even slipped from my forehead and flowed into my eyes, which was burning and painful. Why did a boy in exactly the same situation as me suddenly appear in my bathroom when I was taking a shower?
Mao Qing: "Eh?! What are you going to do to my man, kid?!"
Xiaoyun: What if I can't go back?
Dayun: [Carelessly] If there is no way out, I can support you.
This is a [narcissism] story. The author stepped on the tail of time travel in order to be fashionable, although it actually has nothing to do with time travel.
The ending should not be BE, which is a shame. The writing style is relaxed.
Clear water direction.
Short and medium stories. Will be completed as soon as possible.