Xu Wanji, a young man who had just lost his job and was lying dead at home, didn't expect that one day he would actually wear a book?
"Hey, brother, I know your legs are very long, but don't use them, I'm afraid!"
"Brother, I won't run, I won't run, don't kill me."
Until he appeared
"Huh? How come he has become normal? His legs are no longer banging? He is no longer imprisoning me? Great!"
The wind is rustling outside the window, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and the man is standing on the balcony, deep in thought.
"How can I help you?"
Intention: mutual love