C115 Rebellion

After singing the song, I stood up and pointed at my chest, saying, "My heart is also long. It will hurt!"

I threw the receiver down and walked out of the box, alone, under the crowd's watchful eyes, to the bar, leaned against the exit, and lit a cigarette.

When the nicotine went down her throat and into her lungs, the pain lessened, and Lin Weiwei followed me uneasily, asking me what was wrong