"Pei Shenghan, I like you very much. I have liked you since I was 17 years old. I also know that you don't like me. From the age of 17 to 22, I was tired, so I won't like you anymore." The 22-year-old Wen Yu gave up her 17-year-old dream. ----------------Not long after, Pei Shenghan, smelling of alcohol and soaked with alcohol, knocked on the door of Wen Yu's house. As soon as the door opened, he fell on Wen Yu's body as if he had no bones, and murmured: "Kid, can you continue to like your brother? Just... Take pity on me, okay." "No." ------------------Warm reminder: The story is purely fictional; the writing is not good, so if you don't like it, I hope you like it.
Purpose: I hope everyone can find someone they like