"You fart!" It seems that Wang Yimo is not the only one who is too deep into the game... When Li Yangyang reacted, Yang Zixing had already put on a pretty face. Unexpectedly, her next words made Li Yangyang vomit blood: "Your mouth is full of anger!" The back of Yang Ziyun beside her trembled, and it was obvious that he was smiling. Then he turned sideways, looked at her sister, and rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to be oxygen for you?" Yang Zixing directed his anger at Li Yangyang.
"Ah!!!" Li Yangyang screamed and cried: "Yang Zixing, you are inhumane!" He couldn't help but touch his arm, making his movements as grandiose as possible.
Yang Ziyun looked at Yang Zixing with admiration: "Wow, sister, where did you learn the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?"
Li Yangyang still touched his hand: "Is that the pickled pepper chicken feet?"
Do you become more sentimental as you grow older?
Is it true that the more affection you use, the more deeply you will be hurt?
Is it true that the unforgettable memory of youth will eventually disappear quietly like a cloud of smoke?
Is it true that we promised to be together forever, but in the end, we can only smile further and further away?
Can it? Forgive me for being careless and careless when I was young and reckless, and I lost you?
Can it? When I see you again, it's just like the first time I met you?
Pear blossoms are falling, should this be parting?
Whose youth has no regrets? Xia Xichuan, what is my regret? You illuminated my whole world with your sunshine and drove away all my darkness. Is it pity, distress, sympathy, disapproval, or... An insignificant speck of dust? But no matter which one it is, Xichuan, I don't regret falling in love with you.
At the age of seventeen, she closed the door to everyone. I can live well alone and can be free without you.
When everything was revealed, there was so much pain hidden under the pure friendship, and I thought I was the one who was hurt the most. In fact, it was all just me being pretentious.