In real life, many people are actually from the Four Old Street Primary Schools, not Liu Wenqin, not Martin, not An Ran.

Most people can't meet Enron, most people can't become basketball players, and most people can't become big brothers.

Most of us follow the best among our peers and envy their youthful love.

There is love in our youth, which is more of a kind of silent attention hiding in the corner.

There are no moments that make each other's hearts beat, and there is no pain of tormenting each other, nor do we miss each other bitterly and don't want to let go.

So Liu Wenqin must die. He may have watched many Japanese youth dramas and campus dramas.

In addition, when I was a student, I had no highlights, and I had people I liked but no love.

My perspective has always been on the unknown passerby. I paid attention and watched, but did not participate.

The only thing that touched me was when the butcher fell in the rain. The old dog was helpless, frightened and responsible, deceiving himself and comforting the butcher.

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