Jiang Qing was originally an ordinary worker, cooking salted fish diligently, but he recently read a novel in which the cannon fodder in the novel had the same name as him. According to Xiao Lujiang's rules, he should wear it, and yes, he did. On a windy and rainy night, he walked into this ancient bloody novel. Where should he go? Is this transaction in the name of love endless? So he ran away without hesitation.
(This is an article about running with the ball. The author is a local dog. If you don't like it, don't read it. Don't give instructions on how to write the article. I will protect our love!)
Motto: Only when you love yourself will someone love you