Little brother, let's play a game. Write down the name of the person you like on a piece of paper. "It doesn't matter, mom and dad." "Except mom and dad." Ji Lang raised his eyebrows with interest. A pair of phoenix eyes formed a beautiful arc. "That one you" Ji Lang Said. The kid on the other side spread out the paper with a blushing face and looked at his nervous little hands. Can you guess what this means? Oh, let me guess what the word "you" means. Is it me? From then on, Ji Lang always stood in front of Hao Chen and said, "This is my person, understand?" "This sentence frightened many people. After a long, long time, Hao Chen realized that he had been protected by the gangster.
Concept: The youth of the youth gang is a gray process, but it is wrapped in the golden brightness.