Facts have proved that it is very unwise for pickpockets to still carry money.
I finally touched my bag, but before I had time to gloat, I found that my bag had been ripped off.
Although he found the wallet on the bus a month ago, regardless of how much money was in it, his campus card, meal card, and bus IC card were all in it.
Qi Zuo was indescribably annoyed when he thought about the various reissue procedures. Even if he was mute and could speak, there would be nothing he could do in this situation.
"Is it your wallet that I stole?"
"It's the other way around."
"Hey, to be honest Gu Qian, you actually just want a beautiful boy group."
"No way, this lineup is obviously not enough."
"Forget it, if F4 can't satisfy you, do you still want the whole F(x)?"
"Is your card password really the last six digits of your mobile phone number?"
"You'll know if you try it."
"I just tried it... Ah, no, it's nothing. I'll try it when I have time, haha."
So, this is a story about a band and a pickpocket.