This was written before the college entrance examination.
Used to reconcile the boring senior high school life.
In fact, this article is used to deal with classmate Abi.
I'm really embarrassed to take it out.
In addition, I wrote about the passionate and impulsive cabbage when I was a child.
It's fun to watch a hot-blooded boy turn into an iceberg.
It's purely personal bad taste, tsk tsk
saw this picture
The night in my heart was born.
Under the fearless appearance at night, there is such a face
I have to say, at first I thought it was a ghost formed by resentment.
It's too scary (covering face)