It's just that in the past 150 years, all kinds of things happened between the boss and Lu Xiong... Some were big and some were small, they were separated and worked together, they were good and bad, and in the end I found that I was entangled too much and ignored the soft feeling in my heart...
All in all, my hands are useless, my brain is useless, and I have no imagination. I can only do random writing activities based on real information... Of course I wrote very hard!