When Cheng Zhongyu was forced into dire straits by his father's gambling debts and his mother's illness, it was Zheng Yanshen who handed him life-saving money. The love he had developed in high school made him willing to put down his dignity and become Zheng Yanshen's "servant", endure the humiliation, and regard the other person's occasional attention as salvation. But his mother passed away with the misunderstanding of his "sugar daddy".
Until he heard Zheng Yanshen laughing and saying: "The medical expenses were well spent, and he was tied up for three years." All the tenderness was shattered into pieces. He chose to flee south on a rainy night.
After three years of breathing, Zheng Yanshen tracked down his address and grabbed his wrist forcefully: "Your mother hasn't paid back the money yet!"
At night, he was forced onto the ship to the port city by the Zheng family, "I'm tired of Yan Shen, don't be sentimental."
In Hong Kong City, Cheng Zhongyu was thrown into the dirtiest corner of the casino to work as a cleaner. He was spit on by drunks and beaten by thugs as sandbags. He was forced to grow up in the darkness. He could see the micro-expressions of the croupier, the subtle tilt of the croupier's wrist when dealing the cards, and the subconscious pause of the fingertips of the player next to him when he touched the cards.
Zheng Yanshen was deceived by his family's lies, and he lived a decadent life ever since, becoming a "lost loser" in the eyes of the outside world.
Until he bumped into Cheng Zhongyu at the Hong Kong City Casino, who was wearing a neat shirt and talking and laughing with Brother Long, looking at him with eyes colder than ice.
He sobered up completely and pursued his wife in a panic again, but no longer forcefully. Facing Brother Long's admiration, his eyes were red: "I dare not force him, but please don't snatch it."
On a rainy night, Cheng Zhongyu looked at Zheng Yanshen and finally asked, "What were you doing earlier?"
Zheng Yanshen pressed him into his arms: "I was blind before."
Concept: Cold-hearted arrogance stems from the privileges granted by class, and is also trapped in the emotional numbness brought by this privilege - he thought that control was possession, but only after losing it did he understand that power cannot buy sincerity, and respect is far more important than charity. Rechang's persistence began with humble looking up and finally led to a sober self-rescue - he once regarded the other person as light, but after being bruised and bruised, he understood that a good relationship is never a one-sided burning, but an equal reflection of each other.