Life is sometimes a dark road at night, and we need people who hold bright lights.
Life is sometimes a dock that cannot be docked and requires a brave and wise helmsman.
Note: This article was initially written by the author as an expansion of two of his favorite articles, interspersed with the plot of the original article, and extended the follow-up. This is an article that confuses the original article, which is actually a personal bad taste. The author's level is limited, so please do not compare the gap between this article and the original article. The author of this article is self-aware.
Therefore, those who do not like the amplification of doctrines should not enter!
Throw bricks, eggs, whatever!
Send flowers, comment, and say thank you!
This article is heart-wrenching, and it also abuses the male and female protagonists. If you can't stand it and are emotionally numb, please don't enter!
Those who pursue flowers before the moon and whisper under the moon, don't enter!
If you like realism and can tolerate lengthy psychological descriptions, please come in!
This article should not be v, nor will it be locked. All viewers are asked to relax and read as they please.
Now the author of this article wears a mask at any time and is ready to receive bricks, eggs, big noses, spit, flowers, praises, and exaggerated words of appreciation, all come...
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