Kuicheng has a long rainy season, and the moss-covered stone bricks are bright and clear from the rain. Xu Moci went to Kuicheng alone. By then, the sky was dark, the night was pouring like ink, and the moonlight hit the side of his face. He was wearing a white shirt and begging for help at the door for midnight.
On a rainy day, when the sun broke through the dark clouds and poured in, his broken hair hung wet behind his ears. Someone passed by holding an umbrella, and he couldn't help but sigh: What kind of sin is this?
When the sun was shining high, the wooden door in front of him was pushed open, and an old man with tall forehead and gray hair came out. He sighed: "My child, this... Will cost my life. Have you thought about it? My child."
Xu Moci pursed his lips and nodded firmly.
No one could tell that Miss Lin had been changed into a new shell, except Xu Moci.
After that day, Xu Moci's thin lips became even paler.
Some people said that he might not survive this summer, or that he might be cursed.
He shook his head: "Fortunately, she is back."
No problem.
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1: It's more of a fantasy genre, not quite like a serious urban romance.
2: This text was originally written about the pain of youth. The male protagonist is humble and can be abandoned if he is not loved.
(I understand that some people are outrageous.)
3: You can criticize the author (I still know the virtues of my writing style.)
4: The original article is another pitfall, I may write about it in the future (whisper: I have abandoned a lot of pitfalls anyway.)
Intention: No
