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Excuse me? Tang Minghe narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't you hate it?" "

The black-haired young man looked at Tang Minghe, at this legendary strong man who was famous for thousands of years.

It was as if through Tang Minghe, he had seen the aloof self in the past.

His voice was unbelievably soft.

"I forgive them, and I forgive myself."

"One separation and two wide, each safe, I finally found my own path, and met someone who truly loves me."

Jian Cheng's expression is sincere and calm, like a sunny day after rain, with warmth and brilliance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry they met the childish and ignorant me back then."

"I'm grateful, thankful that they allowed me to grow, to be reborn, and to be a barely passable, trustworthy, loving human being."

Jian Cheng raised his hand, and held it lightly, as if holding his own destiny and future.

"Then in my best and brightest years, I will come back again, and meet him, love each other, know each other, meet and hold hands for a lifetime."

"What a lucky and grateful thing to do."

He said with a smile.

"So I don't hate."

He sighed.

"On the contrary, I am truly grateful."

The author has something to say: Jiancheng never felt hatred because of his own death, because from the very beginning, he was subconsciously grateful.

Growth has never been about becoming strong, but being gentle with everything.