Mo Xun has been thinking that if he had not been treated like that by his elder brother when he was fifteen years old, had not run away from home, and had not met his former boss, then he would not have met these people, let alone be so sad.
However, if he had not met his former boss, he would not have met, known, or fallen in love with him.
"No! Brother, don't make me hate you!"
"You be my father!"
"I am willing. As long as you can save him, I am willing to do anything. I must save him!"
"Looks like I'm going to have a wonderful night with the little beauty tonight."
"This store is entrusted to you."
"Xun, look, the flowers are blooming."
"You idiot! Look what you are like now!"
"Xun..."
What are these?
Who are you?
So familiar...