I know that I am a snail, so I shrink into my nest very carefully.
Fortunately, I have a pair of tentacles. Before doing anything, I can stretch them out to explore the road and look for the wind, and I won't make any big mistakes.
Occasionally bask in the sun, sleep, and life is pretty good.
As for love, it is hard to come by, especially since it is impossible for me to devote myself to loving someone.
At most, I will love you seven points, and the remaining three points will definitely be used to love myself.
Find someone else to do the sticky, life-or-death things.
Otherwise, I'd better carry my shell and crawl away.
Final article: The story of a dragon with a back:
A new article derived from this article, TONY's story:
Intention: