Su Xingchen was raised by his mother. From the time he could remember, he lived with his parents in a small village.
The family was poor, and they often went hungry. Whenever this happened, his mother would hum an unknown tune, gently comforting him. He would fall asleep without realizing it, and once asleep, he wouldn't feel hungry anymore.
Later, his father went out to work, and his mother did sewing and weaving at home to make a living. But he was still so hungry. Whenever he saw others freely eating food that was beyond his reach, his young heart was filled with envy.
Later, his mother discovered his feelings. It was the first time in many years that she had put aside her pride and humbled herself to borrow food from others.
The villagers were very kind. Although their own lives were difficult, they generously lent them rice. This is Su Xingchen's most profound childhood memory.
Later, a group of people dressed as bandits carrying guns arrived in the village. They massacred the village.
Little Su Xingchen was covered in blood, pressed down by his mother who was shielding him tightly. He watched everything that happened in a daze until his father returned and pulled him out of the pile of dead bodies.
To those people, their lives were insignificant. Naturally, they didn't bother to finish them off. After looting all the valuables in the village, they left.
Su Xingchen remembered that his father's gaze at him at that time was exceptionally terrifying, as if blaming him for not being the one who died.
Little Su Xingchen didn't understand. He tightly clutched the only relative he had in his eyes.
After a long silence, his father finally sighed and took him away from that place. From then on, he became even more taciturn, leaving early and returning late every day, never speaking much to him, until he too died in a chaotic battle.
Su Xingchen was then six or seven years old. He deeply understood that he had no relatives. So, he packed his bags and knocked on the doors of shops along the street.
Some people took pity on him and kindly gave him food. Others cursed and drove him away.
Su Xingchen did not give up. As night fell, he ate the food given by kind people and rested on a bed of废纸. The next day, he continued to knock on doors.
Finally, a restaurant owner took him in. Because he was young, he received no wages, but the owner provided him with three meals a day and a place to live.
Although he knew he only got this job out of the owner's pity, he still worked very hard and diligently. This was to repay the owner's kindness, and also because he wanted to acquire a skill that could sustain him.
His young age didn't matter; he would grow up eventually. He learned to do what he could. He was strong, so tasks like carrying plates and washing dishes were not difficult for him. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Just when he thought his life would continue peacefully, another misfortune befell him.
Due to the circumstances, the owner decided to return to his hometown.
He paid a large sum of money to the people he had hired and sent them away. Although Su Xingchen was heartbroken, he had to accept this reality.
He was thirteen or fourteen years old then, already a big boy.
However, he found it very difficult to find work now. Many people were unwilling to hire him because of his young age. He ended up on the streets, doing things that were not entirely proper.
Later, he met many people on the road who had similar unfortunate backgrounds and almost identical aspirations.
His idea at the time was simple: he just wanted to live well in this world. But he was too naive. After repeated setbacks, he grew up inside and out. He joined the army.
But even in the army, those sordid affairs could not be eradicated. He was young and full of justice. He couldn't stand those things and would always obstruct them openly or secretly. Later, because he offended those people, he left again.
This time, he came to Haicheng, a relatively peaceful city in this world. He wanted to settle down completely this time and no longer care about what those people were thinking.
However, that day, he still couldn't help himself. He drove away a group of thugs who were collecting protection fees.
His life became even more difficult. For the first time, the idea of changing this world surged in his heart. Later, several civilian organizations and student groups were established in Haicheng. He joined them, scouting for suitable candidates.
He gradually developed a team. It was also at that time that he met Yu Qianyun.
She was special to him. She could always understand his every wild idea. Whenever he was lost about the future, she would always enlighten and encourage him at just the right moment. He also developed admiration for her.
But before he could express his feelings, he learned of her background. The daughter of the City Lord of Haicheng! How could he be worthy of her?
He retreated! From that day on, he began to avoid her. How could someone like him, with an uncertain future, be qualified?
Later, he fully dedicated himself to the things he loved, and then he heard about the upcoming meeting of the warlords.
He knew he wasn't good enough yet, but he keenly sensed the changing times and wanted to take a gamble. If he won, everyone would be happy. If he lost, he was just a loner anyway, his life was cheap, and it wouldn't matter if it ended.
That day, he entered with a resolve to die, but his life changed at that moment.
He realized that his life was not cheap; his life could also be noble.
The person who looked very much like him stood before him and slowly told him the truth. After the shock and disbelief, there was no resentment in his heart, only relief.
He was fortunate to have been born into a wealthy family. Although many years were missing in between, he had not been abandoned. In fact, someone far away had always cared about him.
More importantly, he was now qualified to stand by her side. He knew she never cared about these things, but he did. Because he loved her, he always wanted to give her the best of himself.
He returned home with her and met his grandfather, who had white hair but was still full of spirit. His grandfather loved his grandson, who had been lost for over a decade, very much, and he also greatly admired his grandfather.
Later, his grandfather passed away, and to everyone's surprise, the position of the Xing family patriarch eventually fell to him.
Even he found it hard to believe this fact. In his eyes, his twin brother was the most suitable person to hold this position.
Until Feng Nianxing told him the truth: he never had a brother; he only had a sister who was forced to shoulder the entire Xingyu City.
"She said that she had already borne the responsibility for you for so many years, and that was enough loyalty. The rest, you have to bear yourself!" Feng Nianxing looked at the grown-up child with emotion.
Many people desired power, but they didn't know that it was power, but even more so, it was a shackle.
Su Xingchen felt a pang in his heart. He suddenly thought of his own life. Actually, if he could choose, his sister might have wished to swap identities with him!
Forcing herself for more than a decade, treating herself as a man, doing things that many men couldn't do, becoming a famous major general, how difficult that must have been!
From that day on, Su Xingchen worked even harder. If he saw her again one day, he wanted to tell her: From now on, you can rest assured and be a girl. All the pressure and difficulties, leave them to me, your brother!
Later, he did see her again, and as he had expected, he said those words.
Xing Yuan smiled, the first time she had smiled at Su Xingchen.
"Then, I hope my brother will take good care of me in the future!"
Later, after the disaster, reconstruction began. He got married to the person he had longed for.
Not long after the wedding, Xing Yuan left with Fang Xiyue. She said she wanted to see the world.
Although they rarely met, they called each other often. Over time, their relationship actually became better than before.
After much wandering, Xing Yuan and Fang Xiyue finally settled in Haicheng. Using the place where they first fell in love as their final resting place was indeed most fitting.
May the years be peaceful and beautiful!