Human nature is complex.
It has its ugly sides, but also its brilliant ones.
In the slaughterhouse, when a lamb waiting to be slaughtered sees another escape, it may feel jealousy, but there will certainly be blessings.
Because when circumstances are impossible to change, placing oneself in the shoes of another's fortune, imagining others as oneself, is also a form of self-redemption.
It's like.
In a dark, sunless sewer, the tightly sealed manhole cover moved slightly, not much, just revealing a crack, but at least it let in a ray of light.
Of course.
A ray of light is not enough to bring any warmth, but at least one knows that light exists in this world.
And.
Someone is basking in it.
On stage, after two years, Jin Zhuxuan indeed shone bright under the dazzling lights, making a radiant entrance under the gaze of the crowd.
Astonished.
Amazed.
Then, ecstatic.
The roaring cheers erupted abruptly, almost shattering eardrums.
