Xu Zhiyan didn't expect that his father would actually find a baby mother for him. "Zhiyan, this is Yun Yu, she will be your aunt from now on, please be careful when speaking." Xu Zhiyan looked at the woman clinging to Xu Chuyao's side. She is wearing a white dress, long straight black dress, delicate and pretty, she looks about the same age as him, and her whole person exudes a simplicity that does not care about worldly affairs. How ridiculous. "Mr. Xu changed his career?" The young man's eyes wandered around the woman and then fell on those cat-like eyes: "Where did you get this innocent little white rabbit from?" Xu Chuyao roared: "How do you speak! Be respectful!" The young man just sneered, picked up the basketball and prepared to go out: "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, Mr. Xu's son can drill holes." Ignoring the anger of the man behind him, he walked away. One night, Xu Zhiyan was preparing to go home after playing basketball with his friends. The place where he played was not far from home. He patted the basketball and was about to walk back. "I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go... Ah... I don't dare anymore... Stop fighting..." A strange man's humble begging voice came from the alley not far away. The young man paused and continued walking forward. He was not that curious. "Yun Yu! I was wrong! I promise never to touch that thing again! Can you let me go..." A familiar name blocked Xu Zhiyan's path, Yun Yu? The baby mother his father found for him? The young man moved cautiously towards the alley. The woman leaning against the wall was wearing a black fishtail dress that showed her slim figure. Her long curly hair was spread around her head, as if she had just left a banquet. The firelight gave the woman's side face an ambiguous temperature, her red lips were slightly open, and the lingering smoke obscured her beauty like a layer of gauze.
Intention: The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, how can my heart be at peace?