It's night.
In the brightly lit apartment, the boy on the bed was hugging a blue and white school uniform tightly, with the tip of his nose deep in it, smelling the smell of the clothes morbidly, as if what he was holding in his arms at this moment was not a piece of clothing, but the person.
There was a voice in Gu Xian's mind that was shouting crazily: Not enough! This is simply not enough.
Gu Xian understood that he lived for him, and he was willing to follow his god whether he lived or died.
But in Cheng Youan's mind: There is someone in school who always stares at me! ! ! Can I call the police? ? ?
Of course you can hold it tight!
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day