Xiao Zhi threw himself onto the bed, his eyes vacant as he stared at the ceiling. His chest felt tight and heavy, a searing pain wracking him.,After dinner, just as usual, Xiaozhi accompanied his father for a walk. His father loved to drink and had high blood pressure. Half a year ago, if Xiaozhi was free after dinner, he would take his father for a stroll by the river.,For her, he could compromise, he could change himself, while she, had never made any compromises or changes for him.。