The good life is 'eudaimonia', a complex Greek word often translated as 'happiness'.

However, many people have given different explanations for this.

Perhaps the understanding of happiness itself is different.

For example, Liu Yunpu, if he can leave Shanghai, which is about to be turbulent, with his boss, and still be able to eat meals cooked by his wife when he returns home, he will be happy.

However, he glanced at Yang Muchi who was sitting opposite——

The only regret is probably that no one can lend him money generously.

It's also leaving, but for Rongsheng, even if he took his family and boarded the train going north safely, and could find a peaceful life, he still felt uncomfortable.

Rongsheng, the young master of the wealthy Rong family in Shanghai, is also Yang Muchu's unrelated elder brother.

At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the train station, hesitating, his usually elegant and calm face was slightly confused.

In this turbulent Shanghai, will there be sorrow and parting among the closest relatives?

Just like now, he left by himself and brought his family with him, but he wanted to leave Rongchu alone.

Rong Sheng's mind kept showing all kinds of things about the Rong family, from the fourth aunt who took Ah Chu to the Rong family to take refuge, from their going to study in England together, from the earth-shattering changes they encountered after returning to China, and later Rong Chu Leaving Rong's house alone...

He sighed almost inaudibly, he was too used to having such a younger brother by his side.

But Rongchu was no longer the original Rongchu, and even his name was changed to Yang Muchu.

Just like himself, he can't help himself, no matter how big your family property is and how much you feel sad, you have to leave here.

Yes, sorry.

Just like the woman named Yashu beside me right now, she is interpreting this kind of reluctance in the most primitive way.

Who is willing to leave their homeland?

Who is willing to leave a close lover?

But this lover was looking at her not far away, but she didn't know it.

The train station in Shanghai is overcast and cloudy, and it seems that it will not be able to hold back its tears.

In fact, it was unbearable, the continuous dense raindrops hit Yang Muchu's body and face, and even a hole was broken in his heart, bursts of sadness and sadness gushed out.

In fact, he was not a sentimental person. He had never regretted leaving the Rong family resolutely.

Even if he left the lover who had just made a vow of eternal love, he could easily restrain his steps forward.

When he was young, he was changed and he was dependent on others. When he returned from studying in the UK, he fell into the conspiracy of "Thunder Project". His relatives left one after another, and his friends would betray him for his faith at any time.

It seems that with such an experience, he should be more ruthless than ordinary people.

But he actually cherishes everything he has—the reason why he chose to stay in Shanghai is to cherish a person.

This person was changed as he was when he was young, and even more rough than him.

He didn't pay attention to this person at first, even if the other person was his mother's brother, he was not prepared to recognize him.

But worldly events brought them together.

Maybe it was those thrilling experiences, maybe it was the sudden departure of the sister who depended on each other for life, maybe it was really the blood connection in the dark, and they finally became brothers—brothers in the true sense.

In a restaurant not far from the train station, Yang Muchi shivered inexplicably.

He didn't know that his elder brother was "analyzing" the mental journey of recognizing his relatives by himself, and by the way, he slandered him for his stubbornness and stubbornness.

He just frowned and looked at the gradually gloomy weather outside the window, his brows were deeply locked.

The rain has started to fall, and it is getting heavier and heavier, adding a natural movement to the Shanghai-exclusive farewell season.

This movement is not likable, at least Yang Muci doesn't like it.

This parting was even forced, and the evacuation had to be carried out because of the Japanese invasion.

In addition, in his heart, there are still waves of uneasiness.This uneasiness had already started when Yang Muchu went out, but at this moment, the rain turned into vines, entwined layer upon layer, making him unable to sit still, and stood up abruptly.

His stop surprised Liu Yunpu who was opposite him, and in fact he was also taken aback for a moment.

But he quickly cleared up his confused mood, rushed out the door after a hasty explanation, and didn't forget to take the umbrella by his side.

Seeing his partner who had worked together for two full years leave their farewell banquet with the words "something has happened", Liu Yunpu was not angry, instead, the real sadness of parting slowly spread from his face at this time...

He jerked his head back and downed the wine in his glass.

His simple mind couldn't think of the real reason why the other party left, and he didn't think about it either.

This Shanghai, where he has lived for many years, is so complicated that he has never seen it clearly, and he will never be able to see the hidden dangers from the superficial things.

Simply since you can't see it, you don't have to bother to see it.

At this moment, he just looked at Ah Ci's back and thought incongruously, maybe a smart person is a smart person. Ah Ci knew that it was going to rain heavily today, so he brought such a big umbrella.

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☆, this station, flashback

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