"You are so tall, you may be very heavy. I can't lift you." Li An said this seriously. Wang Luoxian jumped in anger. The point of this sentence is not here, okay? Several people in the class laughed boldly, but after seeing Wang Luo's sharp eyes, they suddenly became speechless.
He would never have thought that this kind of scene, when he was alone at the end, sitting there quietly drinking tea and admiring the scenery, would be the warmest memory in his life.
You are so tall, you may be very heavy, I can't lift you. I still remember that these words seemed to come after decades, like a cotton-padded jacket that has gone through the years, wrapping up my body and mind in that cold winter when I was alone, conveying all the warmth.