Second, you become someone else's the Monkey King, but in my eyes, you are just a smelly monkey.

There are more and more people in the society, but I just want to be your sweetheart.

Fourth, I know what to do, but it's really good to be a loser.

Just because I don't argue doesn't mean you can grab it.

I don't think I am mature enough to forgive betrayal.

To tell the truth, I don't want to be a so-called good person. I don't want to be generous to anyone.

What bullshit flattery? I don't know. Don't spread rumors about me.

Nine, I don't climb, I am not an opponent, I only love myself.

Ten, young people don't worry, who will raise the old, from now on is no longer for the rivers and lakes, but for the beauty! If you come back, be a brother!

Eleven, the road is still very long, not afraid of loneliness will become king.

You can live in peace with the whole world, but not with the past.

I am proud that the earth is still being trampled by me.

Fourteen, just flow, why flash floods.

No matter how much face you have, you and I only have one chance.

Sixteen, fuck it, money is king.

17. Stabbing in the back is not a skill, but slapping is a skill.

18. Don't make excuses for me if you can't fathom my temper.

Nineteen, my world will never allow you to disappear, even for a moment.

If you want to hurt me, I will make you pay.

Twenty-one, arrogance can't control my low profile, this is my king.

Twenty-two, you can pretend, don't make it look real, I'm afraid you can't get out if you fall in!

23. If I can forgive your vulgarity, can you tolerate my compulsion?

Nobody treats you as dumb when you don't talk. As soon as you speak, I think you might as well play dumb.

Twenty-five years old, has always been a loner, no companion, no shelter.

Twenty-six, you laugh at my friends, no one, I laugh at your friends, although many of them are not true.

No one is born with a good temper. If you weren't very important, I would have slapped you.

If loving you will make me lose my mind, then I don't mind going completely crazy for the rest of my life.

Twenty-nine, you are still scum, but I am no longer blind.

I will destroy you, but I will stay with you.

Thirty-one, you play B for me in front, and I'll watch you get struck by lightning in the back.

Be my dog, I admire you very much.

To be cool, you don't need inexplicable indifference and overdue warmth.

Thirty-four, now I have no spirit, and all I can think about is getting ahead.