"Not enough!" Li Yueju shouted, "3,000, not even a cent less."
Lu Xun felt that his short 27 years had been one tragedy after another.
It wasn't until after a heavy rain that a ray of light shone into the dark life.
Xiao Ying held Lu Xun's hand tightly and said, "Follow me and take you home."
Intention: Move forward bravely, there will be light in the distance