The young Chen Yi always loved to smile. When he smiled, there was a half-moon on the left side of his lips and a starlight in his eyes.
I want to write a more realistic story, but after reading too many sweet and beloved articles, I feel more and more sad about reality.
Orange may be a bit scummy, but I love her.
If you don't like it, you can give me a cross or you can scold me. As long as it doesn't go too far, I can pretend I didn't see it.