Xu Yunsheng was reborn in the body of a pitiful little boy whose father didn't care for him or his mother didn't love him. He practiced trumpet again and decided to make it as comfortable as possible this time.
Fragment 1
"What do you think of Xu Yunsheng?"
"Xu Yunsheng, if you are willing to spend a little time getting to know her, you will find that you wasted a little time." Jiang Guanyu patted Cheng Kai on the shoulder sincerely.
Xu Yunsheng held the prepared rice and sneered behind Jiang Guanyu: "Jiang Guanyu, when I got to know you a little bit, I realized that you are a real dog."
Fragment 2
"Is what you see the truth? Or is it what the murderer wants you to see."
"Why don't you get to the bottom of it if there are obvious flaws?"
"Look at that devil hiding in the crowd. Whose neck will his bloody hands hold next the next moment? Is it yours?"
Fragment 3
Xu Yunsheng touched his five-month-old belly and said to his friend with a melancholy look on his face: "That's what marriage is like. If you find the right person, you will be romantic and grow old for a lifetime; if you find the wrong person, you will spend your whole life talking about swordsmanship."
Here Jiang Guanyu sat on the corner of the sofa aggrievedly and peeled apples for his wife.
Concept: grow wildly and bloom wantonly