"I said An Ran, I have known you for 15 years, and I know you well enough. I have to say that your taste in choosing men is really bad. With an excellent friend of the opposite sex like me here to show you, you can actually fall in love with that kind of thing?" Wu Yang looked puzzled, completely ignoring the snot and tears on An Ran's face, and kept talking to himself. After hearing this, An Ran wiped her tears with her hands, "That's all, this is my fault. I'll go apologize to him and coax him back!" After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and started to send a WeChat message to Zhang Huaiming. Wu Yang looked at her speechless as she spat out a few words, "You are so worthless!"
Intention: We each grow wantonly in our youth. We accompany each other and understand each other, but no one takes a step forward.