Damien Perales

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When we met again at the end of the semester, it was my brother who asked me to "take it easy" in a classy cafe. I looked at the boy in front of this simple dress but full of confidence, his mouth, very persistent upward, the words, is also calm and calm, the brow, actually have a little taste of men. He was no longer the little boy who was flustered when he spoke. In this short half year, he had sold magazines, proofread books, worked as a tutor, and washed dishes. Now he has taken up his pen to record the laughter and tears of his youth, for which he is rewarded with greater pay and glory. His maturity is a full year ahead of my first arrival in Beijing.