There is a body under my bed. She is a fifteen-year-old girl. One day while sleeping until midnight, I vaguely remembered, oh no, my lovely boyfriend didn't know there was a body under my bed.
How to explain it to him?
Ah, it's so troublesome, let's go to bed first.
So the time came to the next morning, this very embarrassing moment.
I knocked on the door, and my boyfriend had big dark circles under his eyes and looked at me with confusion.
"Do you northerners have the custom of putting corpses under the bed?"
I lied: "Yes, every family has one under the bed. Don't you? You see, the living customs between the north and the south are so different that we can't be together. Let's break up."
Purpose: Cherish life