I obviously want to talk to you, but I said, the wind and rain are just right, I should go to the library to do English I.
The terminally ill club is afraid that Yin Songyan has a problem with counting, counting steps, counting words in questions, counting heartbeats, and counting blinks.
Counting to the thirty-ninth time he and Xia Ling had met, and there were four more opportunities to meet this semester, they had their first conversation.
Later, he started counting Xia Ling's possible boyfriends. When he counted to the fifth one, he found that there was a 98% chance that that person was him.
Later, he counted the days of love, and when he counted to three hundred and sixty-four, Xia Ling disappeared. When Xia Ling's disappearance counted to one thousand and one days, the purple-striped sea thorn jellyfish floated in front of him from the bottom of the water.
He must have been stung by a jellyfish, and he was dizzy and counting confusing numbers. One two three.
He was robbed of his breath by a jellyfish.
Intention: growth
