There are two high-altitude flowers in c University, one is Liang Xiangwan from the Department of Dance, and the other is Xie Chen from the Department of Medicine.
Rumor has it that both parents got married and the two lived under the same roof, becoming brother and sister.
The brother came eagerly to ask for the goddess's contact information. He thanked her and said, "No, I'm not familiar with her."
When his classmate asked him to hand over the gift, Liang Xiangwan shook his head: "You can give it yourself. He and I haven't spoken much."
In the study room at home, a love letter fluttered on the corner of the table. Liang Xiangwan was asked to deliver it to her brother on her behalf.
The moment the letter fell on the table, she said softly: "For my birthday the day after tomorrow, I will invite more male classmates to join in the fun. Can you please not stay at home, brother?"
Xie Chen raised a pair of cold eyes and said, "Okay, everyone please come over."
Two days later, in the dark night. The girl's fragile butterfly bone was pressed against the wall of the room, and the corners of her lips were mottled.
Separated by a wall, there was a birthday party that was full of excitement.
And underneath her frantic and erratic breathing was his aggressive look.
"To cheer up my brother."
The messy beer, the exiled fireworks, the sour lime, the falling neon.
And the tightly entangled bodies in the corner of the bedroom where the lights are not turned on.
It constitutes the last carnival of this summer night.
Conception:.
