When she was little, Tao always thought she was the kind of girl who would gaze up at the sky whenever she felt lonely, looking at the huge sun and the huge moon until her neck ached and tears streamed down her face... That was when she learned that constantly looking up at the sky could give you neck problems. Even without sleeping, she could make her neck feel as stiff as if she’d slept on it wrong. She really was talented. For the next few months, she faced the world with a sorrowful 45-degree skyward gaze, and finally understood that romance takes a certain amount of skill.
This actually happened after Tao’s first innocent, heartfelt confession. That day, wearing a tiny floral dress, with her pigtails tied up in two big trumpet-shaped flowers, she stood bashfully beneath the banyan tree in her residential compound, blushing at Xia Chen beside her. It was all just like a classic post-90s romance... Tao even clutched some rapeseed flowers she’d picked by the roadside, along with a Zhen Zhi Bang lollipop she’d already bitten...
The ending goes without saying. After she got home that day, Tao drank an entire case of cola. She didn’t get drunk, but she did develop a frequent need to pee. She learned to gaze up at the sky with the bright, sorrowful melancholy of post-adolescence, and the result was... a stiff neck.
How to give birth to a son born from black and white impermanence?
1. If you embroider Tuzki on your clothes, you will definitely get something done! 2. Does the author have the gift of counter-offering?
Wow, what a good experience, much better than me Come on
Not bad, keep up the good work!
Haha, write well O(∩_∩)O~
Yes, finally there is a bit of suspense. Yes, come on.
Ha I like the author's reply: Thank you, it's great to have support... I'm touched