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Chapter one lovelorn
The sky is overcast, and it is raining in Mao Mao. A thin figure is wandering in the street, with his arms hanging feebly at his sides, and it is drizzling, telling people that spring has arrived. The thin figure gently raised her head and let the rain hit her cheeks. That's so cool.
This is an ordinary-looking young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old. He looks a little pale, but he has dyed a red hair and a dozen earrings embedded in his ears, which makes people know that he is a bad boy at first glance. In a trance, the young man came to a pavilion in the park, sat on the board slowly, looked up at the sky, and showed a weak smile at his mouth.
"Tammy, what kind of world is this? A handsome guy like me will be dumped. What's the justice!" The young man sighed gloomily, reached out and took out a palm-sized mirror from his pocket, which reflected a pale and ordinary face.
The young man smiled helplessly, threw the mirror aside and sighed. "Maybe everyone thinks he is handsome." . . . . . NN, everyone says that Lao Tzu is Byakki Smoker, and I'm just admiring myself. Ah ~ ~ ~ "
Complaining doesn't help. The young man breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the information inbox and adjusted it. ...