Dear Mr. Yi Shuihan:
I am Xian Suilin, I love you.
This is the first page of his final letter and his clear reply to me. He said he loves me.
A particularly vulgar drama about being tricked by a terminal illness and refusing to confess.
In fact, he is affectionate but pretends not to love. He pretends to cut off love. The painter Gong
BE aesthetics year article, novices' guide on writing style differences, don't like to hear it
I don't like this article. Please fork it. Thank you.
Intention: Don't be stubborn if it's okay, communicate well