Liang Ya's "Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio" and "txt" are free.
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It may be because the fog is too heavy in the morning, or it may be because there are too many cars, too much carbon dioxide emissions and poor air quality in X city. At least, his mood this morning, whether it's fog or poison gas, is extremely bad.
Han recalled the weather forecast he saw yesterday. Obviously, it's sunny. Why does this weather look like rain? Alas ~ ~ he sighed, pulled up his luggage and walked to the school gate that gently opened his heart to him. Why did Han Wei Jr. enter school this month?
The main reason lies in his two very irresponsible parents and his brother who talks to himself.
Just three days ago, he received a long-distance call from Milan, Italy. Yes, my parents who have traveled around the world for three years called. Before confirming whether the voice was his parents, he once thought that they had forgotten that they had two children of their own. Of course, within 1 hour after their phone call, he received a phone call from his brother who developed in America. Of course, it's all for the same thing—
Let him go to a school called Trensat.
This name seems familiar. Suddenly, I thought of the piano prince holding a box of milk in his hand. He said with the spring breeze: …