Zhang Guoqing has not been having a good time lately. Every time, his wife's disdainful look crushes his heart into pieces, but he can't just kick back like his wife does.
Others are others, and he is he, okay?
Yi Jiefang heard his buddy's sigh again and had to raise both hands, "Please, be kind and stop sighing at me, okay? Buddy, I'm really scared of you.
Tell me, what's up with you these days? Just say it, and even if it takes all my power, I'll help you sort it out."
Zhang Guoqing shook his head at him, looking up at the sky with a "sorrowful" expression. He had bitterness he couldn't express. How could he tell his buddy he was being punished by his wife?
Yi Jiefang got a chill instantly.
Possessed by a ghost?
"Hahaha... This ghostly look doesn't suit you. Hurry up, what do you want? You looked happy all summer, and now that autumn's here, you're down. Who knows how winter will be?
Uh, I get it, you want to go out, don't you?"
