The moment the door closed, Li Xinyao, heartbroken and expressionless, took the white pills in her hand, poured out a large handful and put them into her mouth. The glass in my hand slipped and fell to the ground. At two o'clock in the night, the sound of the glass falling to the ground was particularly loud and harsh. It felt like the entire building and entire neighborhood could hear it.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the upper bunk of the dormitory, smelling of alcohol. Was that just a dream?
Purpose: I am bruised and bruised in relationships, I know the path of PUA, and I am anti-P boys