"When I see beggars on the street, I will politely donate money. I will give up my seat on the bus. I will say thank you to anything I do. I will also say sorry. Even if it is not my fault, I will apologize first. It is obvious that he is sorry for me. Why am I so kind? Why won't the world let me go?" A drunk Lan Tian sat in a hot pot restaurant and cried. "I know you are not wrong. The fault is that damn scumbag. Stop crying. Am I not here to accompany you? Can we go home now? Grandpa, I have work tomorrow..."
Purpose: Shuangwen