The sweat is gone, the effort is exhausted, and what's left is only tears.
Late at night, in the dormitory of cannon fodder grade six, snoring filled the room, a cacophony of noise,
On any other day, Tang Qian, who fell asleep like a dead pig as soon as his head hit the pillow, was wide awake, tossing and turning.
Hard to understand.
So frustrating!!!
Unable to bear it anymore, he pulled out the ancestors from the Inheritance Burnt Offering and demanded, "Fourth Great Uncle, what exactly are you thinking!"
"What I think is actually not important, what's important is, what are you thinking?"
Fourth Great Uncle calmly countered, "Do you really want to live your whole life like this?"
"..."
Tang Qian was silent, not because of shame, but because of 'bewilderment'.
Couldn't understand, couldn't figure it out, couldn't comprehend.
——Are you fucking kidding me?
Are you mocking me?
Then you won!
