"I'm telling you, hey, the new pretty boy that the rich woman from the Wang family next door has taken a liking to is actually a bricklayer!"
When Yi Ran was working hard to move bricks on the street, he was spotted by the rich woman in the house just because he wiped the dust off his face. However, he has never been stained by the dirt at the bottom. He has worked as a waiter in a vegetable store and as a coolie working on building walls. He will never betray his looks and strive to become an ordinary handsome man among the people.
But in fact, Yi Ran, who was just a brick worker, was actually the real brother of the prime minister.
Yi Ran wiped his sweat, stood on the street and looked up at the rich young man on the roof who spent the day reciting poems and admiring the sun, and was in tears because of a sip of wine. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, God has no eyes, life is unfair, and the ordinary life was finally broken by this extremely extraordinary person.
The two people with completely different personalities thought they were just passers-by in each other's lives, but on the first day they met, they encountered a suspenseful murder on the spot, leaving Yi Ran dumbfounded.
Yi Ran suddenly suffered a heat stroke and fainted in a pool of blood at the crime scene. He had no idea that he had become the number one suspect. When he woke up again, everything had been turned upside down.
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Yi Ran: "Don't fight anymore."
Tan Si raised his head suddenly, as if he had never seen such an ordinary sentence come out of his mouth. He was so shocked that he stuttered: "You... You..."
Yi Ran took a moment and smiled: "You can't kill someone like this."
Tan Si's vision went dark and he almost fainted.
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Looks normal, but actually he's a bit of a troublemaker when it comes to serious illnesses, and he likes to pick things up.
The full text has a bit of a martial arts style, but I don't write about government affairs due to my limited IQ.
(I won't get into trouble! I'll stick to it until I finish writing it. I'm opening a new one recently!)
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The names of people and places in this article are all fictitious! Many of them are chosen by random naming software. Any coincidence is considered an accident.
Intention: Singing over wine, the geometry of life. Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away.