He took over the Yin family when he was seventeen or eighteen years old. I don't think he has any luxurious youth. Those eyes that are much deeper than his age convey too many meanings.

But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it, or that I’m not as happy as others.

As long as every day is not wasted, we are moving forward steadily and getting the rewards we deserve, isn't it great?

Some people's youth is paved with flowers, and some people's youth is rendered with blood; equally dazzling, the former is perishable, while the latter is shocking.

The camera retains the youthful moment, and the dark eyes settle the ruts of the years; when the photos fade, the years begin to shine in the constant precipitation, and will eventually break through the shackles and bloom with dazzling light! [

Some are choices; some are passive, but in the end

It’s not final, just accept it.

Time flies by, and the so-called youth is even more short-lived. When the hair is gray, some people look at old photos and miss the passing years, and even feel regretful; and I will stand here, looking at the quiet and beautiful everything around me, and feel sorry for me.

My cheers today, come on!

In the past, under the wind and frost of history, beautiful stones became jade, enough to appreciate and comfort.

Yin Yijie sighed softly, and in a daze, it was like his big hand touching the top of my head. I heard her chuckle softly:

"I don't dare. I remember Ke'er's appearance clearly. When he first met me, he pretended to be a young adult. He was cautious and disdainful, and was so arrogant that it made people want to eat you in one bite. That night, I was alone in bed under the covers.

I can't sleep, I really want to hold you in my heart and feel pain, and I feel so frightened that I really want to comfort you."

Come on, this gangster came to my house every night, groping here and there, but now he’s talking so openly and honestly!

A gangster is a gangster!

"I still remember that you studied quietly at home, and tried to ignore people at school. You rarely looked at people, and you were proud and lonely. Of course, my Ke'er is not an indifferent person. Even if I bully Ke'er, Ke'er still wants to take care of me.

Call me a doctor. You even came to help me with a red face. That night, I really tried my best to hold it in. If I wasn't afraid of hurting you, I probably wouldn't have done it even if I was legally responsible.

Let you go."
Chapter completed!