Those years were very psychedelic. I drank a glass of red liquor and looked at the bustling night scene.
Recalling it carefully, it is vague but clear:
My first love, my girlfriend, my sugar daddy,
The rich man whom Zeng Lian loved was a mistress.
The loli who loves me is worth a thousand pieces of gold,
The wife who got married is a female man.
The love that once existed turned into smoke amid the feasting and feasting.
Youth is fragile, and the years are hard to get back.
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Intention: