When I met Tao Xiaomei, I saw two sexy selfies she posted that would make a nosebleed from an old guy like me. Better appearance, evil smile, short hair, half-flowered arms, half of the chest exposed, and a coat with only one button on. I thought to myself, my God, how could there be such a beauty in the world. Then he hurriedly pulled out her other photos. The photos of Tao Xiaomei are not like most girls with pouty scissor hands at a 45-degree angle or something like that. Her photos are always full of uninhibitedness. The colors are either gorgeous and dazzling or dark and evil. The angle and style always suit my taste. I said, girl, why do you feel so like a drug? It makes people want to stop. Tao Xiaomei laughed, many people said so. Then I suddenly remembered a sentence I wrote many years ago, dear girl, if you have short hair, tattoos, and smoke, you can live a free and uninhibited life. Then I wish you to use wind as song and painting as poetry. Coincidentally, Tao Xiaomei has an almost obsessive obsession with comics. At that time, I had just escaped from the three-year curse of graduation and decided to practice watercolor hard, so I said to Miss Tao, girl, can I paint you? No! Tao Xiaomei immediately refused without saying anything. I felt as uncomfortable as when I was about to urinate smoothly and was suddenly pinched by a strong hand. Why... Are you afraid that I will make you look ugly? Right! Sometimes you have to admit that Tao Xiaomei is so urinary, and she will often give people a fatal blow unexpectedly.