I Was Bought by My Mother with Her Life.

If the heart does not die, the Tao will not arise; if desires are not exhausted, the Tao will not exist. What can wake a person up is not the alarm clock at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, nor the reminder of life, but the south wall that knocked Gu Fan's head and blood. We are all looking for that ray of light in our lives, always struggling between choosing and being chosen, but we never think that we are the only light in this world. If Gu Fan knew that he had been labeled as unfortunate since birth, and when Gu Fan knew that he could not escape his fate no matter how hard he tried, would he still choose to fight? If the barriers of fate continue to eat away at life as small as pampas grass, will you continue to persevere?