Mr. A is suffering in his heart. He is 28 years old. He has nothing to do with him. His family urges his colleagues to urge him, and his seven aunts and eight aunts take turns to urge him.

Mr. A was depressed and couldn't vomit the bitterness, so he took his childhood sweetheart and friend B for many years to hang out to relieve his mood.

The two of them unconsciously walked into a quaint and distinctive shop, with four large characters on the door plaque - heaven and earth.

Mr. A pulled a pot of young leaves of Chlorophytum and sighed.

Mr. B: What's the matter?This is?

Mr. A: Oh——, I was in tears when I said it.

Mr. B, the little eyes of encouragement.

Mr. A: You know, it’s still those things.

Mr. B:?Puzzled.

Mr. A: I am just worried——.

Mr. B: What are you worried about?I'm happy to say it.

Mr. A: Get out!Just know how to add fuel to the fire.

Mr. B: I was wrong, all ears.

Mr. A said with difficulty: It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet.Pause for a moment.

Mr. A continued: You said that I am not bad, why can't I find someone I like?Is it because it won't?But I haven't talked about it, and I don't know how to talk about it?Sigh——I feel like I'm afraid I'll have to be alone for the rest of my life? !

Mr. A rested his head on Mr. B's chest, complaining hopelessly.

Mr. B held Mr. A's cheek with both hands, and smiled softly: No, I am here.

No, you are not alone against the world.

Because, I have always been.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if there are like-minded friends, but what the stupid author wants to say is: If the babies haven’t found their home yet, you might as well look back, maybe your home has been waiting for you at the same place .

Alright~~ I've talked so much, I hope you have a good night's sleep~ Good night~ I love you all -3-

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