Ling Su's mother was born into a prominent family, so after she fell in love with Ling Su's father, even if he didn't love her, she would do everything possible to succeed.
But her life was not happy. After her death, Ling Su's father immediately married someone else. Ling Su never understood why she refused to let go until her death.
"Since I was a child, I have thought that I am different from my mother. I will not be so humble and unscrupulous to get someone. Love is the most troublesome and useless thing to me."
"But, looking at Jiang Ling, I had the same thoughts as my mother."
"Sometimes I think that if I can't get her love, maybe it's good to hate her. It's better than drowning in this hopeless love alone." Ling Su leaned on his feet alone, with the wine bottle hanging dangling in his hand. He covered his eyes with his right hand, so that no one could pry into his expression.
"Even if I can't get her heart, it's still good to be stuck by my side every day..."
As long as I live, as long as you are not with others, I can lie to myself that you love me.
Intention: Everything has its destiny