Liang Xi tugged on the sleeve of the boy next to him: "Hey, little brother, aren't you going to climb over the wall today?"
Song Lingcheng stopped writing and turned to look at the girl beside him: "Aren't you night blind?"
"Yes!" Liang Xi smiled even more proudly under the bright lights of the guard room, but you could smell it.
The copywriting is all nonsense (face covering)
From now on, Liang Xi lived a life of being caught and fed carrots by Song Lingcheng every day.
Intention: In youth, you and I were fearless