On August 17, 2015, the bronze gate opened on Changbai Mountain, and Wu Xie, Fatty and others came to take Zhang Qiling home.
"You are old", he looked at me and said.
Wu Xie held a cigarette in his mouth and squinted at the man in front of him. He was still the same as ten years ago, wearing the same clothes when they parted ways, as cold as ever. It's just that the hair is a little longer, okay not a little, it's waist long. I thought to myself: Damn, I'll tell you I'm old as soon as I come out. Believe it or not, I'll look handsome in no time.
The fat man rushed over from the side, patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you don't understand this. This is called vicissitudes of life, and all the little girls nowadays are like this. If it weren't for Xiao Wu Jianzhen, the children would probably form a fighting team."
"That's true, but who dares to climb into Little Buddha Wu's bed now? As soon as you close your eyes, your whole life will pass. Mute, you think so." The blind man suddenly seemed to have thought of something and smiled.
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