This article has actually been written, but I can't continue posting it due to publishing reasons. It was really naive at the time.
An article that is both serious and funny at the same time.
A little Shou who is getting stronger slowly (still lacking some common sense, although it is not lacking now, snickering) + a gloomy attacker
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People who pull you out of trouble can be called angels.
Or the Jade Emperor, Supreme Laojun, Tathagata Buddha and the like with more local characteristics.
If that doesn't work, go to Tang Monk's Sunhou Hou Branch.
But if it were me, I would definitely sell Tang Seng Lunjin and become a self-employed businessman.
That's right, self-employed people don't want public-private partnerships or sharing of production materials.
I've always been alone.
That day under the scorching sun, I felt dizzy and wanted to die. It was a standard state of thinking.
I suddenly remembered a very common saying, everyone has the possibility to become someone's angel.
I wonder if angels live on the second floor of the market.
Only.
Qiao Wei.
You never were.
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