A somewhat modern MB who is confused about his own sexuality. In a vague state of drunkenness, he plucked up the courage to commit suicide and confess to his childhood sweetheart, Hao Wanfeng. However, he was so frightened that he pushed him to the ground.
Unfortunately. . . . . On the ground is the wine bottle he just smashed to encourage himself...
Is he at a loss? He has lived in vain for more than twenty years and has never been in love once. I finally met someone I liked, and it was a man. I just forgot about the man and recognized him. But as soon as she confessed her love, she was sent to heaven by her sweetheart. Labor and management just want to fall in love, why are they so tired?
Shrimp? Did you travel through time in such a bloody way? And wear it on women? Or a prostitute? No matter where you go, you can never leave your roots. . . Forget it, now you have to be gay if you don't have to be gay. Labor life is so hard.