A heavy fog came and the whole city was shrouded in fog. People woke up the next day and found themselves covered in various unknown odors. According to national surveys, the smell on people's bodies is the smell of the last thing they came into contact with before the fog came.
When Lin Mian woke up, he found that he smelled like shit. Even after soaking in milk-flavored shower gel for a day, it still didn't go away. Until I saw the news and remembered the snail noodles I cooked before the heavy fog came. Later, with the help of the suppressive drug invented by the state, Lin Mian finally went out, but he fainted as soon as he went out.
After being picked up from downstairs and getting to know each other, they started their own days of eating and drinking.
Until the two fell in love and kissed each other, two different odors mixed and mixed into their noses, and the two couldn't help but retched.
Lin Mian: I cooked snail noodles that night.
Le'an: ... I ate stinky tofu.
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Le An: I think Plato is the highest form of love.
Lin Mian nodded silently.
Intention: Pay attention to the heart