I often wonder if Yan Huai, who was beaten like a dog in front of the door, hadn't been pulled up that boring night, whether things would have been much easier to handle later on. Now, I looked at the drunk Yan Huai melancholy, and I didn't know how to get this guy back. Fortunately, he drank osmanthus wine, which didn't smell bad. I carefully pinched his clothes and lifted him up, and this guy actually hugged me.
Let it go... Let it go... Let it go! Did you just hug this lady's waist casually? !
Intention: When people move forward, suffering will lead to retreat