Don't Even Think About Eating My Tang Monk Meat

Zeng Wen dreamed again. I dreamed that when I was in junior high school, after my parents divorced, I was wandering the streets alone in the middle of the night without wanting to go home. A passing little boy gave him a banana, two slices of bread, and a carton of milk... This is a real dream, And I dreamed about it more than once. ※※※※ Ladies heard that in a remote coastal town in the south, there was a boy named Da Tou Wen. They heard that as long as you went to play with him for a few days, you could always find happiness again...