When I was seven years old, I met a little boy with blond hair and dark skin.
He is super cute and has a good personality. I want to be friends with him.
Xiao Ling was always picked on by other children, so I beat them all up and quarreled with them in front of Zhu Ma.
"He looks so strange. Go back to your own country and don't stay here!"
"Little Ling is obviously super cute! You must be jealous of him because he is too ugly!"
"He's the ugly one! Shota is the cutest in Tokyo!"
"Zero is the cutest boy in Japan!"
"Shouta is the cutest boy in all of Asia!"
"Little Zero is the cutest boy in the entire earth, the entire solar system, and the entire galaxy!"
The other guy is not only unlovable, he's also an idiot who can't grasp a vocabulary bigger than the Milky Way and runs away crying.
Zhuma blushed and told me not to fight with others for him, as the injury would be very painful.
"No," I told him, "because I have super powers."
When I grew up, my friends all had successful jobs, and I had never heard of any evil organization that liked to sell alcohol.
I am full of pride: Xiao Ling, this is the country I have built for you.
Zhuma said helplessly: Truth, the second grade disease should be cured at your age.
Humph, he has no idea how great I am.
The if line of the article next door, if it is the story of childhood sweethearts.
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Purpose: to make up for past regrets
