In a bone-chilling dream, I stretched out my scarred hand.
"Grandpa Qian is the most handsome!!!"
I just love money.
I met the beautiful boy of my destiny by chance...
No amount of punishment for sin can make me back down now.
Gritting my teeth, I will not hesitate to go to a foreign country for surgery to become a man. As long as I become his man, I will not regret it.
I looked at the handsome boy, then at the red banknote in my hand, picked it up and raised it to the same level as his face, and said squeezingly: "Grandpa Mao is still the most handsome, my favorite."
Between money and him, I would choose the former without hesitation...
I don't care if there is a future. I chose money, I gave up the beautiful boy in my destiny.
Looking deeply at each other, into the unreachable distance.
Where, am I making the right choice? !
Will he forgive me?
Will you continue to stay with me? !