Under clear willows and jade trees, two or three days of continuous rain, a small closed courtyard, and withered trees that no one has swept away, the boy in the corner deliberately climbed up the old mud wall to spy on the people inside. Unexpectedly, the person was not restrained, so he directly pulled him in.
(In layman terms, it's definitely BE. Of course, it may also be the protagonist's BE. It's just fun to write. If you don't like rags or tauren's forced love, you can avoid the lightning.)
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