In this world that is full of absurdity and is loved by me at the same time, I am my path, meaning and life.
——Xiong Peiyun, "Compassion and Roses"
In Xia Jin's first 23 years of life, he always thought that his ideal was something higher than the sky, lighter than clouds, and more important than life.
But the accident happened too early in his life and the price was too high.
He has no right to be proud anymore, and he has no right to love him anymore.
"I'm not the person you liked before, Xiao Jing." He said.
However, Yan Huaijing just took out a bowl of the freshly cooked noodles and brought it to him, and snorted coldly in the mist of the hot steam: "Xia Jin, do you think you were so popular back then?"
Passionate and sensual puppy gong vs core, stable and poisonous tongue
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Concept: A story about growing up