Memories of Qingxi

It rained continuously for several days, and Na Ruo Ruoli's back was finally identified, but it was not his. When the pain hit as expected, the rain did not stop. The wooden stick carries all that love, twisting heavily between the fragile bones again and again. The pain in my heart far exceeds the pain in my spine. She was powerless to resist and seemed to accept the situation. But she kept looking at the far exit of the alley. Not to escape the predicament, but to hope that he will appear on the other end as scheduled. . . . . . She tightly protected the earring in her right ear, which was the only gift he gave her. Even though her skin was obviously sensitive to metal, she would do anything to feel the tenderness of this gift, and now it seemed that she was almost even risking her life. When the pain disappeared, only a harsh and sharp sound was left. "Lu Jingli, you shameless stinky woman. My brother Zhongqi, he won't come today, just give up on me. And you can never get involved. You are not qualified! Humph!" ——————————Dividing line———————————— Dear friends, please raise your slender hands when passing by, visit the three points [Collection], [Recommendation] and [Comment] to become a civilized reader in the new era! Wanli is here to thank you all.