Zhou Bai looked at Jiang Jingyuan, the grievance in his heart welled up along with the pain on his face, his eyes were misty, and tears fell as soon as his nose was sore. He said nothing, covered his head and walked forward. After getting out of the car, he walked straight to the small apartment. When he entered, he sat on the sofa and sobbed gently. His back occasionally moved, making him look aggrieved and lonely.
Intention: To love and be loved