Daotanghe

[Sour first, then sweet] When his friend died unexpectedly, Zhong Jian took his daughter to attend the farewell party. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her young girlfriend kneeling in front of the portrait and crying out of breath. When her friend's parents asked her about her identity, the little girl stammered for a long time and only stammered a few words. "We... Are friends." When the show ended, no one cared about the lonely figure who was so distraught that he almost fell to the ground. Only Zhong Jian went over to help her and comforted her in a low voice: "My condolences." "Thank you." She slowly raised her head and recognized someone she had met several times before. Her eyes lit up, "Sister Zhong Jian?" Facing those moist, red and swollen eyes, Zhong Jian felt a little dazed. For the first time in my life, I had an absurd idea. What if she loves me? 1. There is an age difference of fifteen years, but the years are on the rise. 2. Lack of love, having a secret love, and being single with a child (not born to a man) Intention:.