"Father, the teacher said that everyone's name has its own unique interpretation, so why am I called Ji Liang?"

Amidst the cloud and mist, the man who couldn't see his face lightly placed his palm on top of his head.

"Good, kindness."

"I hope my son can be a kind person in the future, treat himself and others well."

The young child nodded with a vague understanding.

"Oh……"

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery receded rapidly, and groups of dark and thick clouds shrouded it.

It seems that there is a thunderbolt in it, and it is so oppressive that people can't breathe.

Ji Liang...

my dear boy...

Ji Liang...

Ji Liang...

why? !

Why do you want to kill me? !

I curse you! ! !

Curse you not to die! ! ! ! !

"Good, kindness."

"I hope my son can be a kind person in the future, treat himself and others well."

But if fate played a trick on me.

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The author says:

Tips in the front row: There may be a little bit of depression in the writing, okay~

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