[A Ning with Daiyu's character and Wang Yang with no resume] Hello, hello, hello... Actually the phone call didn't get through. On the other end of the phone, Wang Yang said, where are you? I miss you so much. For Wang Yang, this was another drunken night. In fact, all the friends around him knew that Wang Yang and she were A Wu, but as for Aning, the friends around him knew, but they didn't know. The Aning people know is just a good child from other people's families. She thought about breaking away and becoming like the bad kid that adults don't like, but she didn't because she is Aning. As for Aning, she fell in love with a bad boy who broke free, and that person was Wang Yang... Our story is to be continued. This book is a tribute to my smart and immature thoughts, and my heart where weeds and flowers grow at the same time. Come here and take a look at your own heart. I think most people may feel nervous in their hearts. It's not like wrinkles, ravines, or ropes twisted together, but it is twisted. I think that most of the time we heal ourselves. We cannot plant seeds in ourselves, but we want to bear fruit in others. I think this is all ridiculous, but it is the most real feeling. Let me celebrate these days and nights, and pray for these days and nights. We grow and divide, just like cells divide and then grow? Will the cells hurt? But it hurts. I have said so much about "I think", but actually I want to say, I miss you, I think about everything, I think it is a full stop, just a full stop, but who says that a full stop must be perfect.
Purpose: In an era of rapid development, do not distort the concept of love