You are my confidante, and I am your confidant. Lan Yan's Banquet: 'Xiaotian, look, look!' The girl held up a tuft of hair on her head. "Xiaoyan, put the dead rabbit in your hand, put it down." The music score in the boy's hand trembled. "Huh? Don't you like it?" Dai Mao fell, with tears in his eyes. "Hi,, I like it" with a stiff tone in her tone. "Great, take it if you like it. I'll get the money to buy you a birthday present. I bought a scalpel. I'm so sad. Since you like him, I'll give it to you. I dissected it myself." "Thank you." The boy raised the corners of his stiff mouth. . . . You are my best friend, and I am your best friend. In the cardamom years, in Guanghua Middle School, I remembered the beautiful music in the classroom, and the young man's fingers danced on the piano. The piano suddenly paused, and the boy's helpless tone spread throughout the classroom. "Xiaoyan, your snacks are disturbing me." The girl raised her head in front of the snack bag and said, "You don't understand. I'm doing food safety and social health experiments. For the sake of the country, I have to eat more." The boy smiled and said, "Really?" But if you eat it, the pig genes in your body will appear! ' The girl paused with her hand holding the snack, put down the snack, and looked at her belly in frustration. Immediately, the music started again. . . . When I was a boy, in my youth, I met you at birth. You said, I would like to be your confidante, so I would like to be your confidante Lan Yan. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++-++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++-Li Tian