I'm still here. You wrote a more beautiful story on the car window than in the distance.
Addicted to animals and can't help herself, my sister's baby is fucked × I love playing the piano and can't help myself, my mother's baby is attacked
(It's not a treasure that lacks opinions, but a treasure that is a little baby~)
"What is the essence of people having dreams? What is the significance?"
Qinge, a protégé of a contemporary animal behaviorist, made a soul-searching question to his niece's tutor in a room filled with violins.
Jiang Yu thought for a long time, "Fantasy."
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"In fact, life always passes by misses and encounters, regrets and reconciliations. This is not surprising."
"Will you also become my past?"
"Jiang Yu, seize the moment!"
…
The life before the age of eighteen was smooth sailing. The biggest incident that Jiang Yu encountered was a bowl that broke when he was jumping up and down in his childhood. Qinge's happiest thing was opening the door to greet her sister at the end of the evening cartoon.
On the day when everyone crossed the gate of senior high school with all their strength, Jiang Yu got a verbal check from his mother for the Manchu-Han banquet. Qing Ge also heard his brother-in-law's promise, "As long as you do well in the exam, you will get a luxury car!"
The two teenagers tacitly let their shadows kiss under the street lamp, brewing their youthful feelings.
But on the day the college entrance examination ended, it rained heavily. There was no banquet, no luxury cars, and the young people scattered with their youth, and they never kept in touch with each other until old age and death.
No matter who comes to dig up this tomb, all they will find is regret.
Fortunately, there is no sure path...
Purpose: Dream come true
