The story of a middle-aged uncle and a child.
All the respect and excuses in this world are false. In fact, everything is just fate. Only when there is fate, you will love or hurt each other. Otherwise, you will not know who you are passing by in the huge sea of people.
Mo Qianli: "I hope I can take care of you."
Lin Yi: "Maybe you are more like a child to me, but I love you."
Because we cherish each other, we will be happy.
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