Under the same roof, the past childhood friends turned into cold estrangement.
Lu Bai thought, he would no longer hear anyone affectionately call him Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai. No one would chase after him, laughing and talking; in his life, there would never be another Lu Xiaojiu whom he loved as dearly as life itself.
Xiao Qiao said, "This femme fatale on the surveillance looks like a patient locked in a mental hospital for ten years, and up close, she looks like a severe mental patient locked up for life."
Can't young people have the demeanor of young people?
Could it be that the serious injury from half a year ago hasn't healed yet?
He was so heroic last night.
"Xiaojiu, would you consider liking someone else? He looks like he's not going to live long, I bet thirty cents he won't last a year," Xiao Qiao said.
Lu Xiaojiu said, "I am also... very surprised."
