"Wait a minute, what do you mean? This is my home! Who allowed it to be done like this without my consent?" I am very dissatisfied with this kind of thing. This home was originally my private place, with a lot of my own privacy, but it has been changed beyond recognition. I really can't accept it, and what I can't bear is that someone has to open the door to my home. Isn't this the most ridiculous thing in the world? How long had I been away from home? I didn't even have a day, how could I end up like this like a fairy moving.
"I tore down all the broken furniture and decorations you had before!" He did not deny that he had hired someone to do everything here. When I said these words, I didn't blush or breath, and I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with me at all.
(A bizarre life twenty years ago hides the complicated and intertwined grievances between two generations. A sincere relationship twenty years later falls into a whirlpool of revenge... Is it an inexplicable grievance or an inextricable emotional entanglement? Is it the ultimate master of fate or the last choice of human nature? Watch "Emotional Intelligence" to let you experience an alternative life.)