Two ordinary men who met by chance came together and were named Shangqi brothers. They were actually a couple holding hands. In those few years, except that I could not continue my incense, my life was no different from that of ordinary people. We have to work hard for life, and we have to carefully handle the relationship between the two generations. However, when the time comes, the hands that should be let go are still held tightly, and the feelings that should be severed are still entangled. What can be done?
It should be a very plain article, not a tragic ending. The life style of the protagonist in the article is borrowed from it to a certain extent, but I have no derogatory intention. The story is purely fictitious, please do not take it personally. I apologize in advance if it makes anyone feel uncomfortable while reading.