Yu Liang met two bright souls in his life.
One is a sunny and cheerful big boy with superb painting skills. He walks towards Yu Liang with the hottest light in the world.
One is a sensitive and world-weary big boy, as romantic as snow. He writes the love words he thinks are the most beautiful with his pen, like flowers on the cliff, dangerous and charming.
They are dazzling and bright, as proud as the wind, but in Yu Liang's arms they will be like the most well-behaved lovers in the world.
Yu Liang forgot that the hard and sharp sword they hid behind them penetrated their throats and also penetrated Yu Liang's heart.
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Yu Liang held an umbrella and stood in front of the two monuments with a calm expression: "Thank you for letting me understand what love and regret are."
Yu Liang also fell in love with emotions, something that is hard to forget once you taste it.
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Shi Qing put down the carving knife in his hand, put down half of the head, and began to paint the iron sheet.
"Give me freedom." Shi Qing kissed his work due to the fishy smell of the paint. He carefully placed the kiss as if it was the coming Lord, "Forgive me for my sins."
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"Mom loves you." Shi Qing lay on the bed with his eyes half open, and saw a hallucination.
He laughed at himself and would never forget the second half of this sentence: "Shi Qing, mother loves you. Mom is sorry for you, but brother Shi Qing is innocent. Just be obedient and stop harming your brother... Okay?"
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Demining:
1. Suffer from dual personality and be emotionally indifferent.
2. The writing is scummy, the writing style is rough, the writing is simple, the logic is useless, brothers, be prepared to run away.
3. No prototype, no thanks!
4. The general background is not that txl is the mainstream! Please put the article into context!
Intention: My forbearance is just temporary admiration.