It's a very bloody, very boring, very story.

Sixty years ago, a young merchant was a genius in business from north to south, and he was a genius in business, almost opening up a new trade route.

He was fierce and tough, but he always had a smile on his face, wore a top hat and a wide dress, walked among the world's famous businessmen at that time, and successfully became a king of business by relying on his talent and tongue.

He then built numerous commercial establishments here, and gradually completed the commercial network.

After this, he restrained his temperament and behavior a little, married a wife, and became a competent husband.

His married life went well, and soon he had a son and a daughter, and the siblings were his treasures.

He was so happy that he bought a plot of land in a suburb, built a small two-story building, and opened a garden behind it, in which beautiful flowers were planted.

He doesn't like big houses, he feels that they are too insecure, and the best houses are those that are suitable for everyone to live in.

In this small house, he brewed coffee and had a drink with his friends, his wife loved the flowers outside, and his son and daughter loved it too.

It's just that because he has to learn a lot of things, his children have to be educated in another city, and he can only leave the house unused for the time being, and live in a room he doesn't like.

He thought that when his children became adults, he and his wife would come here to live honestly and grow old honestly.

Soon, the son and the daughter grew up, the boy was gentle and the girl was slim.

It all looks very, very perfect.

Then, the first misfortune came.

His wife died of lung disease.

It was a heavy blow for this man.

He discovered one thing, he was very good at business, he could make a lot of money, he could make those so-called business tycoons bow down to him, but he couldn't save the time that was taken away.

It was an obvious thing, but he was only now reacting.

"Oh! I see. He thought so suddenly.

He then realized that a lot of things, if a little bit passed, would never come back—it was a very, very simple truth, but he didn't understand it until now.

And it was like a switch, and the nightmare was released from inside the flashing door.

His daughter and his son started the "war" for him to stay in the capital empire.

To be precise, it was his daughter who "sneaked up" on his son and kicked him out of the house.

He was furious, this middle-aged man planned to take over the business empire he had left behind, and then educate his disobedient little daughter well.

But he found that because of his idleness, his family business was taken away by his brothers and sisters.

It's like they've taken a piece of cake from the table.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was in at the time.

The man was silent, and he took out his top hat and gown again, and dressed them neatly.

He intends to destroy his empire.

——

His son stopped him.

No one knew what they had said, but the man put away his top hat and gown again, put them in the closet, and never touched them again.

He took his son into the little house, and he never went back.

The rest of the stuff didn't matter anymore, he didn't care.

——

Time returned to normal again, and he went from a big businessman to an ordinary old man, and his son didn't seem to be interested in doing it.

He didn't care.

Then his son got married, and the wedding day was very deserted, and no one came to his house, and his son only came to his son's former butler - the butler was very loyal to his son, and the butler was also quite talented as a leader, and when he heard that his son had suffered such a thing, the butler left his old business empire with some die-hard men and some assets.

"Maybe I should prepare for my son's future marriage." His son teased the butler at the wedding.

"Of course I'll prepare it for you, I'm your butler."

The white-faced man said with a gentle smile, but there was sadness in his voice.

Who knows what that is?

He didn't know either.

But he didn't tell the housekeeper where his son lived, and he didn't want his son to be bothered by those things again.

Maybe no one would know that he was hiding here.

Soon, he hugged his grandson, which should be the second happy moment for this old man.

He was always teasing that well-behaved little grandson, and his little grandson was slowly growing up.

It was lovely.

It's just a pity.

The door called Nightmare still not closed.

His son and daughter-in-law were in a car accident.

Very bloody plot.

He was ten years old all at once.

He was hit, and he felt as if he was useless in whatever he did.

He took the diesel, plucked all the flowers, poured it on the ground, and wasted the garden.

But he didn't give up everything completely, and he also has a grandson.

He was tired, and he wasn't going to put on his clothes anymore. So he opened a small hardware store, earned money, and supported his grandson.

He watched his grandson grow up slowly, elementary school, junior high school, high school, and he was very happy.

He had forgotten something, he only wished he could see his grandson get married and have children, even if he couldn't walk at the time, had no teeth, was old and confused, it didn't matter.

He then died of acute stomach bleeding.

He was very old and had a bad stomach.

It was a very aggrieved way to die, because his grandson was still in school at the time, he was alone at home, and there was no way to get timely treatment, so he died.

The man's story is over.

——

This story is not interesting at all, the whole process is very bloody, and when he died, it was not heavier than Mount Tai, nor lighter than Hongmao.

He was born as an ordinary person and died as an ordinary person.

Bordering on inaction.

——

Han Mu sat in front of the round table with a cold face.

After listening to this very bloody, very boring, very nonsense story.