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Goodbye, world of mortals
The soul revolves around the dream, the dream is entangled, a hair is used as a pillow, a quilt is carried, and my mind is full of confusion.
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Not all people will walk within the boundaries recognized by mainstream culture, but Yin Jun lingers on the boundaries between morality and desire. Like most men who are curious about women's bodies, he sometimes wants to stop, sometimes he wants to stop, and sometimes he is haunted by a woman or an imaginary lover, and this feeling is slowly and imperceptibly occupying his body, but he hasn't even found it yet.
Xiaoxue is still seriously immersed in the work of the report. Yin Jun watched the news broadcast at half past eight when the phone rang and showed a strange number. Without thinking, he replied, "Hello."
"It's me, come out for a drink, the old place, be there or be square." The woman's voice made Yin Jun both afraid and expecting. Just as Yin Jun was about to refuse, the phone was already hung up. He played back the phone, and the other party was turned off.
Yin Jun's heart is very contradictory, which lies in how to deal with the relationship between him and Xiao Min and the children. Maybe it's not as simple as he thought. He looked at the light in the room, and his gentle and considerate wife Xiaoxue was stretched by the light. How could he hurt her again? ……
Should be what you need.