I've never seen Keith's dad talk so much today. I looked into his eyes. He looked really guilty, and there was worry in his eyes. I didn't dare to blame him, because he insisted that I choose this road, so I was hurt, but in fact it was not his fault, it was my fault that I liked others and didn't like people like R.

A person with such a disparity in status should not be taken to heart from the beginning. . .

But anyway, more importantly. . . My children and R. . .

I suddenly wondered why Keith's father didn't say it, even though he himself knew...