Overdue Enthusiasm

When Du Jintang was thirty-four years old, he returned to his hometown with an indescribable problem. Twelve years ago, he took a sum of money and left the young man who loved him dearly. Twelve years later, the boy grew up to be a calm and cold-hearted Xiang Mingyuan, and the look in his eyes showed only polite alienation. Du Jintang didn't want to disturb anyone. He just wanted to settle down and face it alone. He was still talking and laughing, coping with everything around him, as if his life had never entered the countdown. Until Xiang Mingyuan came to the door, looked at the untouched wine glass in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Du Jintang, how long are you going to keep this secret from me?"