Perhaps this title should be called "Record of the Life of Annoying Spirits", a group of idiots are naturally entangled in their lives.
I can only be regarded as an insincere recorder.
The tip of a needle is against the wheat, and the shamelessness is against the gangster. Pure love? It can only be used as dessert.
Easy little essay.
The article will not be very long and will be updated from time to time.
This story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely due to bad luck.