It's night, and it's late.

The whole Rao city is still as lively as the lights are on.

In the dark box of the bar, Li Kun drank the last glass of wine, reminiscing about that youthful time and that unforgettable night, he slowly closed his eyes, and a line of tears, crossed his cheeks, disappeared into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.

But he was not sad or sad.

The corners of his mouth are slightly pursed, extending upwards in a warm arc.

His heart has not felt sad for a moment since that night.

Because he has a new pursuit and a new goal in his life.

He accepted Yan Jun's sponsorship and returned to school to make up for the lessons he had left behind.

At the age of 23, he graduated from Cambridge with full honors.

After that, he returned to China and entered the municipal government.

How difficult it was to go all the way, only he knew in his heart.

But he never complained of hardship, did not shout tired, he regarded Yan Jun as his idol, he saw a lot, worshiped deeply, and Yan Jun's words and deeds were also imitated by him unconsciously.

As the days went by, his style of acting slowly became more and more like Yan Jun.

Coupled with his experience as a teenager, he was reluctant to communicate too much with others, so he was a little withdrawn, but this is just right for undercover.

So, when the time was ripe, Yan Jun suggested that he get close to Lu Yiming, and he went without hesitation.

and then came to fruition, step by step, he walked extremely steadily.

And no matter what he did, he had an eternal faith in his heart, the man who gave him a second life - Yan Jun.

If it weren't for Yan Jun, he would probably have been begging on the side of the road for the rest of his life......

But when he met Yan Jun, he was able to wash off the filth of that body and set off towards light and hope again!

After recalling this, Li Kun put down the wine glass that had already been emptied.

Coming out of the bar, he went to a nearby western restaurant.

Ordered a seafood risotto.

It's still the faint saffron mixed with the aroma of seafood in my memory, and the orange and reddish rice......

He picked up the spoon and brought a little rice to his mouth.

With a gentle chew, that comfortable and satisfied smile slowly appeared on his lips.

With such a meal and such a person, his path can go on forever......

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If there is such a day, you and I will be plunged into darkness.

Please never forget your original intention and never give up hope.

The world will not remember the sorrows and sorrows, the pains and pains that you have suffered,

Remember, only your steely and brave smile!

- Su Zhishui.

Yan family.

The guests were scattered, leaving only a deserted house and three or two servants cleaning the courtyard.

Long Qingxin hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her face looked very haggard, and she walked a little fluttery.

But even so, she still insisted on guarding in front of Yan Youcheng's spirit.

Old Man Huo didn't leave, he moved a small bench and sat next to the brazier, burning paper money while looking at Long Qingxin and sighing, "I really don't understand you." Since we all have each other in our hearts, why can't we get over this hurdle? He is like that, and so are you. Lu Yiming pressed him to ask him about your identity, and he would rather die than say it. What about you? For more than 30 years, I refused to forgive him, where are you in love, you are obviously killing each other! ”

These words, only Old Man Huo can say them unscrupulously in front of Long Qingxin.

They are peers, and they are old acquaintances, and they all know each other's affairs in general.