It is graduation season recently, and the air is filled with sadness.

I sent off my friends and classmates and was exhausted.

The chair at home is a little hard and the back pain recurs.

Every night, I yelled until my voice was hoarse, and I wanted to vomit when I drank wine and asked about the final smell.

Uncertainty about the future, various interviews, and being picky about real life have made me a real Yalishan University.

I was still struggling alone, but my friend had successfully entered the wealthy family.

I am so envious! All kinds of authors and readers and friends urge me to post articles.

I want to say that having love and running away from a wife is a tragedy without an outline. I have been delaying for so long, and if I don’t prepare, I will not post.

To avoid being scolded secretly, I will be scolded by others and I am afraid that I will not be scolded by others and will not be able to get married.

Woo. I am only 22 years old, so young, why is it so miserable?
Chapter completed!