Dong Qingya never thought that one day he would become a car, the Lexus that he had just eliminated.
However, relatively speaking, it is much better to turn into a brick with blue tiles, a threshold that thousands of people step on, or a peach tree with blooming branches, or turn into this car, at least it is still a mid-range product...
PS: Ahem, this is purely a YY novel. The editor said that the subject matter is so cold that it is best not to write about it, but I feel itchy in my heart, so I just wrote a YY short story and watched Coca-Cola by myself. If you don't like it, don't read it~
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