On March 8th, on the occasion of the festive season, I was deeply stimulated. The little friend who used to play happily with me now has three wives and four concubines, on the phone

"Honey, dear" simply can't stop. As for me, what I said to my girl in a semester is no more than 800 words, and the composition is no less than 800 words!

Now the only things that accompany me are good roommates and Coke, but the day when my roommate finally has a husband, Coke also has the moment when he runs out.

Why is life so difficult, why am I so dick (for example, when I was complaining, people were riding horses on the phone with my sister)?

I'm so cowardly...... Unbearable!

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