We met in spring and autumn when the autumn wind was bleak, and we said goodbye in the midsummer when the sun was scorching.
*There is a prototype
Weibo: Pepsi on the sixth day of the lunar month
Their stories are not over, they just start a new one.
Intention: Life will get better as long as we raise our heads, look at the light, and walk towards it
I really like rice. It's so fragrant. Woohoo.
Big update of ten chapters, okay? [Poor]