There is a question on a certain blue APP: Which one is more memorable, the white moonlight or the cinnabar mole.
Hibiscus feels puzzled
Bai Yueguang, who I have been secretly in love with for many years, has a lemony and green taste, but the taste stays in my heart.
The sincere and passionate cinnabar mole is sugar orange. I know it will be addictive, but I still want to have more.
"So, do you prefer white moonlight or cinnabar mole?"
"I love myself the most"
There is no irreplaceable emotion, it's just that I don't know how to let myself go
Purpose: Find yourself in life