I don't know why I, a handsome young man in my prime who should be enjoying life as much as I want, have fallen into poverty dragging two children across half of the country. It's hard to violate my master's orders. I have to bow my head and be embarrassed under the roof. I still have a trace of humanity left. In addition to the two children, I also received a senior brother. It's just this senior brother... I feel complicated. It's hard to explain in words. It's better to shut up and accept my fate and go on my way. So I don't know. Reluctantly, the journey with the eldest ancestor and the younger ancestors begins------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yan Lang
Concept: the process of exploring one's own feelings