A master once said: Love is not a sociological problem but a probability problem.
Everyone is a broken piece of God and then thrown into the sea of humanity, with many natural edges and imperfections, to find the other half of the piece that is completely compatible with him or her.
You are the sunshine that keeps me climbing upward, and I am the temperature around you at night.
Sunny, cheerful and funny (attack) × delicate and sultry (receiver)
Li Yi: Little brat, come to my office!
Sheng Jia: Boss, I was wrong...
Purpose: Thoughts, dreams, and growth about the university