He is in frail health, his mother died young, and he lives a difficult life under his stepmother; she is bright and sunny, her father loves her mother, and she is the doting little sister of the family. When they met for the first time, she said to him: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you." She was the only light in his heart. Years later, he became a big shot that everyone respected, but she fell into the quagmire and could not escape. When they met again, he didn't recognize the old friend. He said: "This woman has a vicious mind..."
Flowers bloom with different appreciations, and flowers fall with different sadness. How to choose the chess game of life and death has already been determined. There is no solution to the dead game, so you have to enter the game with your body and break it with your life...
