At first, Han Yuncheng never imagined that he would fall into the hands of a man.
After the college entrance examination, Han Yuncheng looked at the application manual and felt that he was not incapable of competing with the world.
Seeing each other again three years later, Han Yuncheng got up early in the morning, combed his hair in a slicked back style that he thought was very aggressive, put on a big windbreaker, stared at the little boy next to the man and gritted his teeth:
"Why do you like being so small?"
"No, I still like people who are my age."
"..."
The man smiled, and Han Yuncheng felt that the smile was dazzling: "It's best if he is five months old."
I have been hurt emotionally before attacking, and the other person is not a good person. I mind avoiding lightning.
Intention: I just want to write about love