Chinese Mary And Her English Thirty Knights

*******，***********。 **：Alice Lucky（****） **：https://www.douban.com/note/864344244/ Mary Jane's Life Chapter 1 This is an extremely long and endless story, but I have omitted most of the unimportant details and only captured the most important things in Mary Jane's soul. Her life is my best work. Mary Jane is now sitting in the living room, quietly savoring the temperature of time alone, like a solidified sculpture, sometimes Venus, sometimes walking down from Mount Olympus, and meeting the shepherd boy by the water. This is Mary Jane's Japanese hut, a tatami hut that is under a spell and cannot be placed on the bed. Although Mary Jane is 35 years old, she still lives in such a small room, which is full of clutter. Her friends all laugh at her living in a utility room. This is a kind of accumulation of life, a kind of looking back at life. In an instant, she seemed to be relieved, so she put on her backpack and walked out of the door. This is her last day in a cage like a canary, but she doesn't know yet. She can't feel how free she is, just a breeze caressing her cheeks. She took a taxi cautiously to the international airport, where her friends were waiting for her. This was a great journey, a pilgrimage of thirty people. It was difficult for us to evaluate how she selected thirty young men of equal ability from fifty lovers, and it was difficult to see what her standards were. We only knew that it was a lovely team, without any dirty things or any hidden secrets. Let us pray silently for Mary Jane, hoping that the promised land she was pursuing could bring her true happiness. Hearing someone's suggestion, thirty people looked in the direction where Mary was coming, crossed their fingers, and chanted something. The orderly team seemed to be glowing. They were like a group of holy angels, with a comfortable smile on their faces, without a trace of conspiracy or intrigue. Mary Jane's tall figure appeared in the terminal. She looked like a princess on a white horse and quickly found her knights. This was a moment that attracted global attention, but God's favorites did not have a trace of arrogance. They looked at Mary as if she were their own sister, and the wings seemed to flutter slightly behind them, as if they were not going to leave here by plane, but to take Mary to that fairyland...