Hong Kong style/chasing wife/dog blood/nurture/age difference of 12 years/extreme attack
The wet and clingy little brat attacks × the gentle and forbearing old father suffers
My name is Chen Jishen. Chen Zhaosheng's Chen.
He was twenty-two years old, a very poor handsome boy, but he had to work two more jobs in order to change my cursed name and let me take his surname.
Later I grew taller than him.
But he didn't know that the humidity of returning to Nantian had already seeped into the seams of my bones, just as my shady thoughts grew wildly every sultry night.
I want him to degenerate into the Chen Zhaosheng who would huddle on the bedside with red eyes and wait for my hug after he was defrauded of all his savings in Sham Shui Po.
I want to become his most suitable lover.
My love is this long and difficult journey back to the south, and it is also your inevitable fate.
Small gray words: It's humid and muggy in the south, and so is love
The attack is more extreme, and the attack is mistaken. (After all, it's bloody...)
Don't scold me, I feel comfortable writing.
