"Brother! You will definitely come back for me! You have been arrested! " Ming Ze didn't chase him, standing in the rain, shouting at a distance. -Jiangnan "Dragon"

● There is a kind of courage called Ricardo Miru; There is a kind of loneliness called Chu Zihang; There is a kind of free and easy, called Caesar; There is a kind of sunshine called summer rice; There is a insistence on Susie; There is a wayward called Nuo Nuo; There is a kind of simplicity, called painting pear clothes; There is a young man named Angel; There is a kind of sadness called Minamoto Chisei & Minamoto Chime; There is an ambition called Herzog; There is a force called Lu; There is a kind of warmth called cherry blossoms; There is a kind of Yan Ming called Sakatoku Mai; There is a ghost horse called finger; There is a kind of friendship called Chu Dao; There is a helplessness, called early summer; There is a yearning, called Luno; There is a kind of innocence called road painting; There is a kind of perfection called Keno; There is a feeling called Ricardo Milu family; There is a blood relationship called Chu Fu; There is a feeling called castle.

● "I don't understand?" Ming Ze looked back at him.

"You don't understand that feeling. For more than ten years, no one thinks how important you are, and no one cares what you did today. Gradually, you feel redundant. For you, life and death mean nothing except pain. You spend a lot of time in a daze every day because you don't know what you should do. Others say that you don't value yourself and have no sense of existence. But you obviously have no sense of existence. Where can there be a sense of existence? Those who approve the comments and say that you have no sense of existence don't care what you think at all. What you think is only for yourself. Where is the sense of existence? " Ricardo Milu's voice is getting louder and louder.

● "Have you really never been secretly in love with that impossible girl all your life?" Ming Ze sneer.

● "Ola Ola!" He laughed wildly, grabbed the boss by the collar with one hand and rose into the air like a rocket. No one will have such amazing jumping ability. He rose to the height of the second floor, then rolled over and tied the boss's waist with his foot. He took his boss down in a violent rotation, and Ricardo Milu's knee fell on his shoulder, pressing him to the ground. The sound of a slight fracture made Ricardo Milu laugh.

He laughed wildly in the rain and did a gorgeous tap dance.

He cries, he sings, he is a devil, a god, an unparalleled player, and he is full of emotions-he is Lu.

Lu's face is full of anger, his golden pupils illuminate the darkness, he laughs wildly, he growls, he is crazy, he is a monarch, he is a demon, he is a god abandoned by the world!