"He left nothing behind! Only you! A living child!" Cheng Mian cried and screamed. He tried to shout out the despair accumulated in his chest, but he was unable to do so. His voice became smaller and smaller, and the emotion that was about to lose control made him numb all over. "Are you taking revenge on me?"
Lu Yuanchong looked at Cheng Mian's appearance, his heart felt like it was being pulled into a ball by a hand, "I'm sorry."
In the twenty-eighth year of the Era, the twenty-year-old Cheng Mian did not hesitate to sign the custody agency agreement left by the deceased master, and left the hell with the twelve-year-old Lu Yuanchong, giving him a new life with his own youth.
I don't know if it was from that time on that Lu Yuanchong couldn't see anyone but the whole world in his eyes.
For Cheng Mian, is this love a heavy burden or the beginning of happiness?
Intention: Just do it if you like it. What you like will not come to you on its own. People are like this, seeking stability in chaos.