#Helping the bamboo horse down from the altar with my own hands
After a quarrel, Jiang Yanxiao ran away from home in anger.
Xu Chuyi was starving to death and too lazy to open the fire, so she sat on the sofa and pretended to send him messages.
[Sorry Axiao, I was wrong, please come back quickly. ]
[The corridor is so dark, I feel so dizzy, I feel like I'm going to suffer from hypoglycemia. ]
[I have been looking for you for two hours, and my legs are almost broken. ]
[A dog barked at me and I was so scared. ]
Jiang Yanxiao replied almost instantly, but he maintained a high profile: "What's wrong?" ]
He didn't reply for a long time, and he was extremely angry: "What if Fan really walks to the corridor?" ]
There was still no movement in the room: [I was sitting at the top of the stairs. Did you find it? Keep pretending. ]
Two minutes later, he stood up: [Open the door and give you a hug. ]
Some things obviously have nothing to do with you, but I still think of you around a few corners.
Purpose: live a good life
