Lu Zhongxuan thought he had seen many extreme people, but it was only when he was transferred to class two that he realized what "extreme" meant.
Every day I am either being yin-yang or on the way to being yin-yang.
"Is that a guitar?" Lu Zhongxuan pointed to something in the distance.
"Hey, are you presbyopic or something? Can you point out the two extra strings to me?" Xie Zijin began to mock mercilessly again, "That's called a ukulele."
Fear of sexual assault in marriage x self-confessed mental disorder
Intention: None
