Well said buddy?

Chapter 13 Nothing, Just a Complaint That I Can't Think of

I feel like it’s going to be cold. I’ve been so busy these days, I don’t have time to write at night, and my writing skills are getting worse and worse. I can’t stand it (covering my face). It’s really a day when there is no air conditioner at home. . . . . .pill.I will still stick to it, after all, it is my son, even if it is written as a pile of#, I have to finish it.

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