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The heavenly sky and the great dereliction of duty are all just a joke. He has no sleep and wants to be the measurer of this world. No matter how much blood flows in the river, no matter how deep the evil obstacles are, it is just a step of ashes, a bag of green-gray Buddha robes, or a burning incense in the water, but it is all in vain.

Xu Mi's sixteen-year-old son had an eighteen-year-old Zheng Lang. That was their best age and their worst. A bad-hearted girl fell in love with an ignorant boy. She would step in puddles and wait for him on rainy days. She would go to his house to do homework with her homework in her arms, and she would look at him and smile. But Zheng Lang knew that Xu Mi didn't like him. "Actually, I don't blame her, she was just young and impulsive." He said. One day later, Xu Mi became famous and met Zheng Lang again. "Hello." "Hello, I'm Xu Mi." ------- No one knew that when Xu Mi broke up with Zheng Lang for the first time, Zheng Lang cried alone in the training room for a long time. Fortunately, God was kind and the person who made his heart restless finally spent the rest of his life with him. Grateful.

When she first met him, she just wondered why there was such a gentle beggar in the world. When she met him again, he became the emperor who ruled the world, and she became the queen in his life. The dream of ten years was bleak. What she and he could recall was just a pot of fragrant locust tea brewed in the rain in front of the eaves. What they could never forget was the inexhaustible line he sang in the shadow puppet show on the stage when he was a teenager.