It was just an accident that Tony and Helena met.
Fortunately, of these two people, one was too calm about this matter and the other was too polite.
The accident is over
When we met again, she was sitting in the south stand, waving a Bayern scarf and saying that the little beet who had just returned from loan had a wide face.
The broad-faced beet sitting in front turned around and retorted.
A story about companionship
Love is not magnificent, but I am there at the peak, and I am also there at the valley.
Tony, may everything you receive be worthy of your heart.
No one wrote about our little beets! ! ! So I came here boldly. Thank you for my poor writing skills.
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