Forty-two-year-old Cheng Yu closed his eyes with hatred on a rainy night. When he opened his eyes again, he was back to the summer when he was seventeen.
This year, he has not yet stepped into the Lin family's situation, and has not yet shown any sincerity towards the young man named Lin Xin.
In his previous life, he gave everything he had, giving him preference and tenderness, but what he got in exchange was betrayal, calculation, and the end of being completely kicked out.
In the end, he fell ill and died alone.
Once he was reborn, the tenderness in his eyes turned to ice.
Since I really made a mistake, I will only be a chess player in this life.
Lin Xin, in the last life you abandoned me like a worn-out shoe,
Then in this life, you will be trapped in my palm, and you will never be able to escape.
Intention: The boundary between love and hate is always just a thought; the tenderness that is crushed will eventually turn into a cage that traps people.