The Great Dream God

Sun Yifang has been troubled by an unknown feeling of rage since he was a child, as if his world was shrouded in a layer of haze.

There is no room for any tolerance or forgiveness in his heart, whether it is towards strangers or close ones, or even those elders who are full of love and expectations for him.

His eyes, like a newborn tiger, flashed with a wild and inviolable light, cold and deep, making people shudder.

When facing such a Sun Yifang, the elders are always cautious, for fear of touching his tense nerves.

What they saw was no longer the grandson who should be sitting at their knees and enjoying their happiness, but a ferocious little beast that might pounce on them at any time.

That fear, like an invisible rope, bound their closeness and love for Sun Yifang, because they understood that no one wanted to live under the shadow of a mad dog. It was an unpredictable danger and an unavoidable fear.

However, this was not Sun Yifang's original intention. His anger was actually a kind of pain that he had nowhere to vent, and a helpless reaction to the uncontrollable things in his life.

Deep in his heart, he longed for understanding and acceptance, but his rage was like a mirror, reflecting his defense and self-protection against the outside world.

His eyes are actually the armor of his fragile heart, used to resist harm from the outside world.

Sun Yifang's story is a story about anger, fear and understanding.

His life is like an unfinished symphony, every note is full of conflict and struggle, waiting for someone to interpret his anger, heal his wounds, and transform him from a greedy tiger back into a child in need of love.

Sun Yifang, this once brilliant young talent, seems to have been quietly changed by the trials of time in the past few years.

His edge is no longer exposed, replaced by a deep and restrained temperament, like the calm surface of an ancient well, hiding endless depth and vicissitudes.

All these changes originated from the peerless master from the old times in his family.

This master was once the pride of the Sun family. His existence was like an indestructible monument, witnessing the glory of the Sun family.

However, time is merciless. In recent years, he has tried to break through and advance, but has encountered unprecedented setbacks.

Every failure was like a sharp knife, scraping away his life energy and making him like the fallen leaves in autumn, which, although tough, could not resist the erosion of frost.

The hourglass of time was ticking away relentlessly, and his life was slowly wearing away.

In a few years, I'm afraid that this once powerful man will only be able to turn into a wisp of breeze and disappear between heaven and earth.

His death was undoubtedly an unavoidable catastrophe for the Sun family, just like the sudden fall of a star in the sky, causing the earth to tremble and the sky to collapse.

The fall of this master foreshadowed that the glory of the Sun family would be dim. Without his protection, the Sun family would lose that solid barrier, like a planet without the sun, cold and lonely.

The family's glory, power, and even survival will be shaken in this great change and gradually decline.

The flourishing flowers of the past will be replaced by desolation, and the name of the Sun family may become blurred in people’s memory until it disappears.

Sun Yifang knew all this very well, and his heart was filled with worry and tragedy.

After all, the pillar that once stood at the top of the family and carried countless attention has collapsed. His fall is like the last fallen leaf in winter, heralding the end of an era.

Sun Yifang, the once majestic and arrogant figure, has now lost his former arrogance, like the ashes after a raging fire has been extinguished, no longer emitting the blazing light.

His arrogant appearance and those once intimidating eyes have now been replaced by deep sorrow and helplessness.

Facing the gaze of the world, he is no longer the proud lion, but a beast stripped of its fur, who can only lick his wounds quietly in the corner.

Especially when this news swept through his social circle like a hurricane, Sun Yifang's name instantly fell from the peak of honor into the abyss of contempt.

Those who once looked up to him now turned their heads away and looked at him with cold and mocking eyes.

Sun Yifang's name became a topic of conversation among them after dinner, and his story became a fable to warn others.

In this world where status is everything, his fall is like a mirror, reflecting the ruthlessness of human nature and the fickleness of the world.

In order to save his dignity, Sun Yifang chose to retreat. He no longer associated with those high-ranking dignitaries, preferring to stay at the bottom of society and be with ordinary people who lived a hard life.

He would rather be the leader of the chickens than linger under the wings of the phoenix.

His circle of friends became small and deep. Those peasants and ordinary nobles whose status was far below his became his new support. Their existence allowed him to find a little comfort in his loss.

Sun Yifang, the person who once shone brightly in everyone's attention, is now immersed in the joy of being supported by others.

He enjoyed every pair of eager eyes and every compliment, as if they were the oxygen of his life, nourishing his once passionate heart.

His name, passed down by word of mouth, is like a bright star, lighting up the stage of his life.

However, behind this flourishing scene, lies a tormented soul.

In recent years, Sun Yifang's life has not been as glorious as it seems.

The inner anxiety was like an invisible chain, tightly entangling him and eroding his spiritual world day by day.

He began to become overly sensitive. Every slight glance and every careless word could touch his tense nerves.

He was like a blade of grass blown by the wind. A breeze could make him sway, and a storm could make him collapse.

Meng Jin, as a bystander, suddenly realized it at this moment.

He saw Sun Yifang's out-of-control emotions and unadjustable mentality during the conflict during the day. He was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, wild and disorderly.

He understood that all this was not accidental, but the result of long-term accumulation of anxiety.

Sun Yifang, the former hero, now looked like a child who could not control his emotions in his eyes. He seemed so naive and helpless.

Sun Yifang's inner world is like a broken mirror, reflecting his contradictions and struggles.

He wanted to maintain the honor of being held in the palm of someone's hand, but he could not bear the pressure that came with the honor.

Every smile and every wave of his hand was an attempt to hide the heart that was being eaten away by anxiety.

However, the truth is always difficult to conceal, especially when facing oneself. The pain hidden behind the smile will eventually erupt in the most intense way.