Dream? Or lost memory? Shen Xinghe had a nightmare. He dreamed that he sentenced the young apprentice he had picked up to death to death. When he opened his eyes, he saw the young apprentice staring at him with big innocent eyes and caring about him. Shen Xinghe smiled: " How could such a delicate and frail person commit a capital crime against a young disciple?" He Jilin: "Tsk, my body is too weak now." A few years later, Shen Xinghe retreated to the corner of the bed and was pinched in the face and asked: "Master? Am I weak?"
Purpose: Fate cannot determine the direction of life, the road ahead needs to be walked down-to-earth