I Stand on the Edge

That day, Qin Ye suddenly said, "Shengge, let's play a game." "What game?" Liang Shengge looked at him doubtfully. "I say something, and you judge whether what I say is true." "That's childish, okay, you say." "I have a younger brother." "Lies." Qin Ye nodded. "I have a sister." "The truth." Qin Ye nodded again. "I have a wife." "Lies." Liang Shengge glared at him. Qin Ye could only nod. "I have a husband." Liang Shengge hummed, his voice a little soft, "The truth." Liang Shengge liked Qin Ye, liked his tolerance, liked that he took good care of everything about him, and liked holding his hand in the sunshine. Qin Ye likes Liang Shengge, very, very much. He likes the way he looks cheerful when he smiles. He also likes the cold look on his eyebrows when he is impatient. He also likes the way his ears turn red when he awkwardly expresses concern. The main focus is on articles, and mutual favor is based on readers' reactions. . Liang Shengge is attacking. The love between childhood sweethearts, reality is so cruel, we are not living in a dream. We stand on the edge, and only by hugging each other tightly can we avoid falling into the darkness. Intention: Live well.