.+++++That day, it rained heavily. A young man hugged the person who was most loyal to him, the person who always treated him well, the person who gave him his life and the purest heart, the person who only bowed his head to him and only bent his knees to him. He was so proud, but he personally trampled his pride and sincerity under his feet step by step. "It was too late that I realized my sincerity, too late." He held his body and buried it with his own hands. Buried his world with his own hands. +Power and money++Why are you so important?
+++++From that day on, one of the most powerful people in the business world, a legend in the business world, disappeared and was only known to a few people. One fell ill and the other died. That day he cried and fainted next to the tombstone. The man left before him, leaving him with only a cold tombstone and a black and white photo.
+++++++Luo Yu died that day, and Lin Xiujin couldn't afford to fall ill. Half a year later, Lin Xiujin suddenly saw the man who only smiled at him. In a daze, he seemed to be back to the past again, looking at him. Just closed his eyes.
+++++++ In a daze, Lin Xiujin opened her eyes, but it seemed that she really saw the young man who was sitting on his bed five years ago. Is this all a dream...
+++But something seems wrong, what the hell? Why is he wearing ancient clothes?
Intention: The humble rose will welcome the light, and the humble love will respond. But maybe after you die, that light will illuminate your body.