Some people are born with no worries about food and clothing, and they look down at you with disdain, pity, and the same indifference as the cold moon.
Some people are born as ordinary as mustard, and they look up to you silently, with envy, jealousy, and a sly look like a fox.
Some people never realize it. He is used to looking at you straightly, no, no, no, with a silence like the afternoon wind.
The relationship between the six ethnic groups is complicated, and the emotions of the four young masters are complex.
Xi Yanhang asked the servant to open the window, covered his chest and coughed violently. After coughing for a while, he stopped and pressed the armrest of the chair with his face drooped.
"In the past few years, I have seen you acting willfully, and I have tried my best to control your personality even when you can't control it. I love your mother so deeply, and I hate you so much. I think you hate me too. The only son is entangled with a man. Apart from the death of your mother, this is probably the most regretful thing for me. Ahem, you want me to stop controlling you. Ahem..."
When the face was raised again, its sad old look was no longer comparable to a piece of crumpled paper. He coughed a few more times, looked out the window and said in a low voice:
"Then you go get married."
Ke He remained expressionless: "Yes, father." His nails were deeply embedded in his flesh.
So many years of gains and losses, so many years of calculations and blessings.
What would happen to the world if they and they learned about Xi Kehe's marriage?
Fate is always fair - it is equally cruel to everyone.
So when you feel pain, know this - I am in pain just like you.