Who fell in love with whose heart

Author: Huang Xiangzi
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Publish Date: 2005-01-01
Features: The hilarious spy team strikes again, playing the "Heart-Shattering Method," 100% guaranteed to make you laugh, cry, and can't put it down. The paper book features a fantastic story, "Can I Hold Your Hand Now That I'm in My Senior Year?" by Huang Xiangzi, a first-time author that resonates with youth. A mysterious and enthralling youth romance, a cool and dazzling dreamlike dance, a love story as enigmatic as the youth itself. Love and hate intertwine, laughter and tears fluctuate, the choice between loving and being loved, a collision of humor and sorrow. The car was really crowded; even the leanest person would squeeze out several tons of oil, and it was definitely crude oil. Standing in front of me was clearly a pockmarked person; probably about 80% of what he squeezed out was high-quality sesame oil. Just after eating something greasy in the morning, seeing this thing sway in front of me made my stomach crave it and I felt like vomiting. Speaking of vomiting, probably no one could match the endurance of the guy next to me. In just a few dozen minutes, he vomited eight times, turning the entire car into a vegetable restaurant. No one ordered any food, but he kept bringing it out on his own. Damn it, how did I ever meet such a guy? He was lying on top of me, looking at me affectionately, then lowered his head and vomited. Oh no, I can't think straight now. What the hell am I going to do? I'm considering running naked. This guy was my classmate from high school and was known as the "Mosquito Man" in the world, supposedly the only person who could flip mosquitoes on their butts and accurately distinguish between the left and right sides of their butts. Of course, this name has quite a bit of "YY" (overly imaginative) elements. But this kind of guy actually got into the same university as me and insisted on dragging me to report to school with him, saying he felt a bit uncomfortable on the ride. But this damn thing was really big! As for the person opposite me... I've been watching him for a long time. Although I can feel his breathing, I can't see his true face clearly. I can tell he's confused, his eyebrows are sharp like swords, his eyes are electric, and he's graceful yet concealing a deadly aura in his calmness. This person is definitely not ordinary, I thought. He might have also noticed that I've seen through his identity, his eyes fixed on me intently. How could I be afraid of him? I glared back at him, which only made him angry. Swords were drawn, killing intent filled the air. Neither side would back down, and the standoff continued. Suddenly, the Mosquito Man shouted, breaking the stalemate! "Qingfeng, you've been looking in the mirror for half an hour. Are you done yet?" It turned out that the person I was staring at was actually myself.