Growing up, I was a popular kid.
Regardless of the elderly, children, friends, relatives, teachers, bosses... Everyone who has come into contact with me will not hesitate to praise me for being polite, mature, sensible, and even graceful. In fact, I am not who I am.
Looking back on these nineteen years, it has flown by so fast, but I am rarely happy for a few times.
He thought he would spend his whole life working hand in hand with the darkness, but he turned things around.
In any case, he truly gave me the meaning of "Xi", and I can only commit myself to him, right?