"You don't owe me Cheng Kaiyang. No matter how entangled their grudges are, they shouldn't become your shackles. You..."
"I don't think I owe you anything, but I should take care of you. You are thousands of miles away from home, and you only have me as a relative here, don't you?" Liao Ai choked, and then whispered, "Huh... Relatives? My surname is Liao and your surname is Cheng. Who do you think I am as a relative?!"
...
Liao Ai raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her. His hair had been scratched out of shape, his face was bruised and stained with blood, and the collar of his down jacket was torn. The lint flew out from time to time with the airflow of the air conditioner. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and cried "Wow".
Cheng Kaiyang raised his hand and stroked Liao Ai's hair. It got wet and he had to go back and deal with it quickly.
Intention: When a broken love reunites and encounters a tit-for-tat family; when little love and big love meet. Love deeply but wisely