In fact, beauty is not brought by life, but by oneself.

Jiang Tong felt that life was probably like this, but he couldn't recognize himself clearly, and he didn't know enough about life. He was always alone, reading alone, eating alone, and working alone. It's like the leaves drifting away with the breeze in late autumn, and you don't know where they will fall. It may be that loneliness has become a habit, Jiang Tong doesn't care very much about whether there is anyone around him, he feels that life alone doesn't seem to be so bad, but he hasn't seen his father for a long time.

It's harvest season, and I don't know how my family's harvest will be this year. looked up......

"Aladdin's Lamp of Death" Chapter 79: The coffee is being hit in the hand, please wait a moment,

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