Once,
I once thought arrogantly,
We will never be separated,
Until the early summer when I was five years old,
hot station,
It was me who left first,
The backbone between us,
I heard,
Xixun went to Wall Street, the holy land of finance,
Xunhua went to □□city, the capital of science and technology.
Xiaochi went to the God of War Tianxiao team
But I went to the Temple of Death that eats people without spitting out their bones...
A moment of time,
between circulation,
Five years later,
Reborn, we are reunited in a small class,
"I am Ning Mo Qili." I was very calm,
Compared to five years ago, I have two more words in front of my name.
Ning, Mo,
"Luo Jingxihun."
"Anfeng Xunhua."
"Korean Xiaochi."
He looked up in surprise,
but was warned,
"Nice to meet you."
"Qi Li."
Moment,
"Long time no see, father."
Qi Qing, my father.
The one who made me leave them.
I don't like him.
Ning Mo Qi Li
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