When a person passes middle age, he raises his daughter alone, and the years are baptized, with mixed joys and sorrows, mixed blessings and misfortunes. Looking back on life, it turns out that the nagging parents who were extremely tired of them when they were young are the real words of wisdom and love that are addicted to life? That's fucking bullshit! Give yourself a memory, and also give yourself a late apology letter to the youth and Zhaohua who vomited blood.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
