He sighed softly. At this time, there was a strong wind outside, and the unclosed windows and doors creaked.
With a sound of thunder, the lights on the roof of the house suddenly turned on, and a shadow appeared on the ground. Xia Yuan looked up at the man.
Yes, this is his father. Xia Yuan clearly remembered that this was the first time for him to go home so early in half a year.
It seemed to be drizzling outside, and some rainwater stuck to his hair. His suit was a little messy, and he looked a little embarrassed... The man glanced here, and Xia Yuan was a little at a loss, and hurriedly put out the cigarette butt in his hand.
But it was too late, the cigarette smoke in the air betrayed him.
His father's eyes became solemn, and he frowned and walked towards him!
He didn't have time to think about it as the inexplicable pain hit him, followed by the smell of alcohol that hit his nose...
A talented young man who is missing a ray of soul slowly grows up during these journeys...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
