Lin Mo: I love you so much.
Ding Haochu: He really loves you like crazy.
Feng Zhi:......
A few years later, Lin Mo: I love you so much.
Feng Zhi: Me too.
Ding Haochu: I bear witness for you.
A few years later, Lin Mo: I don't seem to love you anymore.
Feng Zhi:......
Ding Haochu: He is actually an artist, and you are just one of his muses.
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Lin Mo: I am a chemistry student, and my goals are SCI and Feng Zhi.
Feng Zhi: I am a chemist, and my goal is to become an academic master.
Ding Haochu: I am a philosopher (artist). I drink in the morning, smoke in the evening, and count money at home at night (given by my family).
#Lin Mo thought that he could die. Dying in this overwhelming joy should be the happiest, most joyful, and most satisfying. If he dies at this moment, he will be eternal, he will be immortal, leaving the pinnacle of beauty at this moment, he will become a star, feather into an immortal, and leave all decay, waste time and rust behind. #
Thunder point: I am a bit pretentious when writing.
I hate British food, and I will criticize the food of this old capitalist country throughout the article! ! !
Intention: Those who are unavailable are always in turmoil, and those who are favored are confident.