The great poet's dream on the island, also known as: Sunday
What kind of person would like this kind of atmosphere?
"Hey, Feng Ming, do you think I should be smiling or crying now?"
Feng Ming liked the way Bai Tu smiled, but he knew that the person in front of him didn't want to laugh at this time.
Stop giving me so many difficult-to-choose answers, okay?
Feng Ming never said hurtful words, so after being silent for a long time, he could only say the same sentence as always:
"Whatever you want."
Bai Tu was not surprised by Feng Ming's answer, but the corners of his mouth still twitched, then he lowered his head and said with a smile, "Then I'd better smile. A sad atmosphere is not good for physical and mental health."
Feng Ming was silent, which was one of his manifestations of escaping from emotions, and when Bai Tu saw this, he raised his head again and set his sights on the sea that he and Feng Ming had looked at countless times.
"What day of the week is today?" Bai Tu suddenly asked.
"I don't care." Feng Ming replied nonchalantly.
A dream of two middle school boys
Super greasy relationship in the early stage, brain wave collision in the later stage
It's a very petty article, I just want to write a story about youth.
The sunny and cheerful big boy pretends to be mature and aggressive
There was a cover hundreds of years ago but has been lost (
I don't know how many words there are, the size is typed randomly, and there will be some first-person descriptions.
Purpose: yearning for freedom