He yelled at him:
Since I feel so unhappy, why don't I make some nonsense and let it out?
The man still had a confused look on his face, his extremely good-looking brows were tightly knitted together, and the indignation caused the water vapor in his eyeballs to cloud his vision, but he couldn't get out of it.
He finally sighed:
Are you going to live in such chaos all your life... Making do with hate and love...
What he yearned for in his life was to do whatever he wanted to do with pleasure and hatred, and he had indeed practiced this in the first half of his life for twenty-five years, but at this moment he felt helpless.
Looking at that man again, the pitiful look with his head shrunk only drove him crazy. He stood up, slammed the door and left.
The man in the door was stunned for a moment, then smashed the vase, the glass, and the ashtray.
He raised his cell phone and was about to smash it down hard. Feeling heartbroken, he carefully smashed it onto the sofa.
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This article seems to have some controversy. When I first wrote it, I mentioned that the Huo Changqing here is a combination of a real person and a character. Well, from now on, just treat him as a real person Hu Huo...