At this moment, sorrow meandered into a river.
The familiar feeling of suffocation surged toward Bei Lingfeng again.
Bei Lingfeng suddenly felt he could empathize with the ancient emperors' deep, lonely agony. In this city of S, envied by everyone as a top-tier boss, no one knew that each time night fell, he felt more wearied and listless than anyone else. It was all because, amidst this noisy and flashy mundane world, he always guarded his heart. He loathed dinner parties, detested clubbing, disliked karaoke, hated bar-hopping, despised foot baths, was against massages, scorned flirting, and abhorred all types of vulgar pleasures. His lifelong pursuit was simply to see his brothers succeed and to grow old hand-in-hand with the person he loved, living the most ordinary days!
But who could fulfill all that he yearned for?
