C90 A Person Who Has Been Lying

The hot summer wind carried the dry heat and the smell of dust accumulated throughout the day.

But I felt that it was warm, that it was the heat of the world.

The place I called home was cold.

"Weiwei, where did you go last night?"

Early in the morning, when I was stretching by myself in the training room, Xiaoxiao came in front of me, lowered her voice and mysteriously asked