Harmful! I don't have time to write "The Story of Fish Love", so I decided to make a short story to bridge the gap.
This is the first time I write an article from the perspective of the male protagonist, the skin of the elite and the soul of the sand sculpture.
Mr. Cheng: "I think love is essentially for yourself. You must find such a person to complete your life."
Editor Meng: "I think love is essentially about happiness, and you don't have to get it from just one person."
Mr. Cheng wants to pursue Editor Meng, and has a lot of inner drama: I swear, everyone knows that I like her, but she doesn't know. She is not human.
Editor Meng didn't see President Cheng's thoughts at all, and murmured in his heart: No one with a sane mind would be so ridiculous. He is not normal.
Intention: Daily love.
