Lu Sheng carried Li Yajun on his back again and said slowly: "Let's go home."
Li Yajun was drunk and talked nonsense to Lu Sheng.
"I'm so tired."
"..."
"My heart hurts so much."
"..."
"Why doesn't anyone love me? I'm so good, I don't cry, and I don't make trouble. No one has ever loved me. I finally mustered up the courage to love someone, but he loves someone else. I'm so tired. Why doesn't anyone love me?"
Lu Sheng remained silent and listened quietly to the person on his back. After a while, he said, "Why don't you come and ask me?"
"You? Who are you? It smells so good, just like Lu Sheng." After saying that, he hugged Lu Sheng's neck tighter and relaxed his frown.
"I'm Lu Sheng."
"You are not Lu Sheng."
"I am Lu Sheng."
"You are not Lu Sheng."
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