Fifteen-year-old Song Ci traveled to a time before his parents fell in love on the day of the National League.
Dutiful son version: I will protect my parents' love.
Dutiful son version: Don't hit me, hit my mother.
#After being picked up from the trash by my mother and brought home
#I thought my mother was too weak to take care of herself, but she turned out to be one-on-one
#I thought my dad was a cold wallflower, but it turns out, come on, punch my son to death
Song Ci: I don't understand your youth!
Purpose: Growth is to overcome the immature self of the past