Xu Xunzhou lived for twenty-six years. He was always willing to help others. His neighbors praised him most for his enthusiasm and kindness. He also prided himself on being meticulous and meticulous in his work. I never thought I would be ripped off by a man three years younger than me.
He would bully himself under him in the night of sudden rain and wind, expose his hypocrisy mercilessly, and ridicule himself with a Buddha-like face and a snake-like heart.
Later, on a sunny evening, I would say that sentence: "I am responsible for everything."
The author's first work, the writing style is limited, so don't comment if you don't like it.
Concept: After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes