Yu Nanchang remembers the geography class that day. The teacher with a strong local accent led them to recite the administrative regions of China and read "Jiangsu, Gansu, Nanchang", and everyone was laughing. He also smiled and poked the expressionless man next to him. "We can't tell who will have sex with whom." It wasn't until he was pinned down by that person many years later that he realized that that person remembered more things. Otherwise, I wouldn't have trusted a fool like him for so many years. "The provincial capital is the heart, and my heart, Jiang west's, is filled with Yu Nanchang."
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