This is just a short story to repay my wife.
By the way, I originally wanted to post my wife's article together, but to avoid problems. Anyway, it doesn't matter that my wife is about to open a column.
So I followed Niangzi's writing style. I haven't written anything like this for a long time. It's about youth, but it's still a short story, and then it's so jumpy that I can't understand it. I'm really powerless, so I spread my hands.
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