In the twelfth lunar month of winter, a young master from the capital city, who was still an infant, held the hand of a little boy in a daze. The moonlight is beautiful, the wind blows through the branches, and a lifetime of bondage is written.
Later, when the young master grew up, he was not a quiet master, but was weak and was born with a golden key in his mouth. No one dared to take care of him anymore. He bullied the second brother and harmed the eldest brother. This kind of thing happened one after another in different ways. Fortunately, there are still people who can control him, not his parents who dote on him, but just a little boy who is a few years older than him.
In this way, the days of hectic life passed slowly. Slowly, the young master from the capital seemed to be ignorant and started to like the girl next door. The little boy at that time also slowly grew up, but when he looked at the young master from the capital, he always hesitated to speak.
People always grow up slowly, and so does the young master from Beijing...
Intention: Love is long and we can spend it together hand in hand.