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A college student who came out of a closed town faced the changes in the social situation and gradually integrated into the rhythm of the city, but a phone call called him back to the town. Will his father's tough demands prompt him to escape further or to compromise? The young man in a small town is in conflict and confrontation with his father's generation. In the face of the inheritance of craftsmanship, should he give up or abandon the splendor of the colorful world? Will returning to his hometown really become a situation that traps him?

Does a cell phone turn into a boyfriend, or is it a gift from God himself? Okay, okay, the humanoid machine body, just keep it. But I never expected... "I'm your father. I'm so great for raising you like this..." This was the alarm he set on her cell phone! He took advantage of her seniority and even claimed to protect her like a daughter! The blind date ran away, and he grabbed her from the toilet and said, "I caught her and we met. Are you happy?" A head full of black lines, rejected by others, so happy? ... The first time he upgraded, he forced her to study herself carefully, which he called: re-understanding. She was lovelorn and unemployed, so she stayed at home and became a housewife. One day, he was full of energy and radiant. As he walked out the door, wearing an apron in the kitchen, he heard a voice and asked, "Are you going to see him again?" She glanced at him weakly, "Mr. Xian, go to the bathroom." He immediately put on a perfect smile: "The porridge will be ready soon." ... Open the door gently. "Where are you going?" A clingy man leaned against the door frame. "I..." Her mind was racing, excuses and reasons were coming soon! The situation of being single at twenty-five has to be broken! "Blind date." The round comb next to her answered for her. "You told me earlier, I'll go with you." The expression on his face that understands you is slowly approaching... Zhanyan raised the white flag, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!!"

It was night, and the drizzle finally stopped. In the late spring and early summer, Tian'er's temper has already shown that he can change his temper faster than turning the pages of a book. The clouds quickly dispersed, and the crescent moon hung on the branches...