Chengziapos;s Farewe

The wall-mounted fan whirred, sending the mosquito net fluttering. The book on the desk rustled as pages were turned one by one.,I miss her, Chengzi. She worked as a salaryman for seven whole years, working day and night until yesterday when she finally moved into her new home and had her own little nest.~,The little romantic thoughts were gone. In two or three moves, she put on her clothes and shirt and picked him up horizontally.。