Giới thiệu vắn tắt:
Qua cầu rút ván, có mới nới cũ.
Đế quốc Nguyên soái Thích Vanh tại thành công diệt sát trùng tộc sau đó, bị vu hãm mưu phản,
Tuyệt cảnh là lúc, chỉ có hắn chán ghét nhiều năm bạn lữ xuất thủ cứu giúp.
Sau khi trọng sinh, Thích Vanh quyết định muốn ra sức sửa chữa sai lầm trước đây, đối Bạch Cận hảo một chút, tái hảo một chút.
Hắn cảm thấy, Bạch Cận nhất định ăn rất nhiều khổ.
Nhưng mà...
Tại Bạch Cận này khối xuyên qua cây tiên nhân chưởng trong mắt, nội dung vở kịch căn bản không phải như vậy hảo đi!
Đây là một trọng sinh công tổng là não bổ đời trước bị hắn sai đãi chịu khổ tình không được, các loại đau lòng.
Trên thực tế, thì phải là một đóa bá vương hoa, không, là cây tiên nhân chưởng.
Lục ý dạt dào, cả người mang thứ, ai nhạ trát ai, sống đến so với hắn thống khoái nhiều câu chuyện.
Tô thích vô ngược, các loại sủng sủng sủng.
Công trọng sinh thụ xuyên qua, thụ là cây tiên nhân chưởng thành tinh.
Nội dung nhãn: cơ giáp trọng sinh cường cường
Tìm tòi mấu chốt tự: nhân vật chính: Bạch Cận, Thích Vanh ┃ phối hợp diễn: Đoan Trang, Mạc Thiếu Khanh, An Ca, Tần Y Y, Trịnh Nhàn chờ ┃ cái khác: tinh tế, xuyên qua, trọng sinh, yêu tinh, cơ giáp chờ
He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze.
There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms.
His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained.
Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son.
As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched.
His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close.
He softly called her name.
Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears.
He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable.
He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first.
Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty.
And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.