When Qi Wanran was a child, he didn't understand what "same wife" meant.
He couldn't understand why his mother, who had always been gentle and quiet, would hit his father with a lamp while chanting this word.
Through the crack in the door, he saw that his mother, who used to be a dignified lady, had completely changed - her hair was disheveled and she was hysterical;
And his father, a tall and sturdy man over 1.8 Meters tall, a man he looked up to like a god, squatted on the ground holding his head in pain, letting his mother beat and scold him.
It was his 7th birthday. Behind the door, in his left hand, he held tightly the certificate of three good students awarded to him by his teacher.
Ten years later, when he opened the door to the house, his father brought back a man with dark eyebrows, a gentle, calm and caring nature, and his hair always looked soft. He always looked at him with a loving and gentle look, and called him "Xiao Ran".
But, stepfather?
Oh, dreaming.
Concept: Love is not great, sometimes it is even despicable