Me: You are poor
Tuosi: No, actually I also...
Me: You are really poor
Tuosi: I am still rich.
Me: You are very poor.
Tuosi: I...?
My name is Wan Yuan Qiuluo, and I have always had a crush on someone I have had a crush on for many years.
He was so weak that he seemed to fall over at the slightest blow. His face was pale and he was often sick.
Even if he is always picked on for trouble, he doesn't get angry and usually just laughs it off.
Also, he was poor.
He always wears the same clothes all year round, and he insists on not letting me discover his poverty. He told me that he only wears this set of clothes because he doesn't want to forget his hometown...
Really, I will always like Fer... What the hell, Miocic, Dosevsky!
Tuosi:? You can't even remember my name and you still have the nerve to say you like me?
Reading instructions:
1. Update by chance
2. Cp is Tuosi
3. I don't know what else, let's try to make up the numbers first.
Intention: For love?