At eight o'clock, a brother from a young iron to a big brother called me out, sat on the barbecue stall and told me with a handful of snot and tears that he had been dumped.

It took a few hours of therapy before it finally stopped.

I didn't eat a bite of the barbecue on the table.

As a result, now he is fine, and he goes upstairs to go home and sleep, but I have something!

I was cold, hungry, tired and sleepy, and I ran back in the rain!

It's numb, and it feels like the soul is out of the body.

"LOL: Steady me, the beginning is full of attributes" Ouch, I'm really convinced I'm playing in my hand, please wait a moment,

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