In the afternoon, the weather was so hot that I felt like I was dying if I didn't turn on the air conditioner. I was lying on the sofa and was swaying like sleeping. The angle of the light changed from the right to the left. A pair of white and long legs in the morning light were like white jade. It stretched upwards. A corner was slightly rolled up, making people unable to help but want to explore inward. How many years have passed, it's already 45, how can I still remember this extremely profound picture in my memory. Ah that year, Zhang Chi was thirteen years old. She was just in junior high school. My cousin and my cousin were dealing with a divorce. The trash was eating, drinking, and betting. There was someone outside. I even beat my cousin. The two got the knives and my cousin came to the house to relax and live in a small house.