We met at the beginning of that year, and the sky was just right.
I thought it was the best years.
Unfortunately, there is still no escape.
Layers upon layers.
The final revelation, I don't know whether it is relief or torture.
Sigh, there are times when we gather and disperse, and no one owes anyone anything.
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The bumpy life of a cross-dressing boss=￣ω￣=
Mission: Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness.
