One dark night, under the dim street lights, Song Wei, who had an inexplicable fear of the dark, gave his first heartbeat. The autumn wind took away the last leaf on the tree, but when it passed Song Wei, it was surprisingly soft. Since then, Song Wei has never been afraid again.
"I am no longer alone in the darkness."
Later, Gu Bai held a cup of milk tea with gentle eyes and a smile on his face: "I'll cover all your milk tea for the rest of your life. How about staying with me? I like you."
Song Wei turned his head awkwardly and pretended to be cold: "I only play the guitar for my wife, but... It's not impossible to play it for my husband."
Later, on a warm afternoon, creamy clouds hung in the aqua blue sky. Gu Bai put his arms around Song Wei and captured Song Wei's smiling face with his camera.
"My brother Wei, you must always be happy."
The mouth is disgusting, the body is straight, the hands are rude, the mouth is ungrateful, the mouth is aggressive
Intention: Drink less milk tea and less Coke