Mu Yuan walked to a corner and suddenly flashed in. The darkness buried all his sorrow. He let his tears cover his face. He was never a sensitive and delicate person. The MU family's father had believed that heroes came from sticks and sticks since he was young, so he was very strict with him. Otherwise, he would not have thrown him to the military camp so early to study and temper his heart.

Father mu always said that men don't shed tears easily. They could break their heads, bleed, but not cry.

However, how many times had he been so desperate that he wanted to die during this long period of disappointment?

He clearly knew that all of this was arranged by someone. How could he be so lucky to have such an honor, to have a cold city landmark give him birthday wishes?

He could not even lie to himself.

Everything that was perfect was a scam.

She was just trying to make him happy.

He slowly bent his legs and squatted in a dark corner. This bustling city would not wish anyone well for their birthday, let alone cry for someone's heartbreak.

He was the only one who could taste his happiness, his despair, and his loneliness.

This was new York. No one would care about a man hiding in a dark corner and crying, burying his heavy love.

....

A few homeless people walked by and heard his suppressed cries. A man who was dressed in bright clothes but crying in a dark corner was most likely a man who had just gone bankrupt or divorced with a bleak future. Most of these tramps used to be well-dressed and carefree, but they were suppressed by the economic depression and became tramps.

They extended a helping hand to mu Yuan and each of them received a few coins.

Mu Yuan saw a few coins landing beside his feet, and his face was burning as if he had been slapped. There were so many people and things that were difficult in this world. There were so many criminals eyeing the border, so many elite Special Forces soldiers protecting the country, so many people lost their homes and lost their loved ones, but they still grew up like sunflowers. He was a good young man with hands, feet, and a healthy mind. How could he become a hero and lose ... Hope because of a breakup?

A tall figure slowly approached him. Mu Yuan had already wiped his tears and picked up the coins on the ground. The bitter and depressed emotions had faded a little. He had more important things to do, and Meng Qi was still waiting for him.

This time, he had completed his mission beautifully. Cai Zhou had already sent the information back. Although Li Ze had died, he deserved it.historical

"Little Yuan, you look so ugly when you cry." The tall and thin figure looked like he would fall over if the wind blew.

Mu Yuan stood up slowly. He had been walking for a while, and the alcohol was gone quickly with the wind. He was already awake. He Chunwang was so thin that he was skin and bones. He looked unfriendly, but there was no one else around him. He lowered his head slightly and coughed as if he had tuberculosis.

"Young master, you're overstepping your boundaries. It's normal for me to cry after losing a relationship."

He Chunwang chuckled and said,"don't you Chinese have a saying that men don't shed tears easily?"

"Seven emotions and six desires, love, hate, and sorrow are all human emotions. Can a few tears prove that I'm a woman? Eldest young master currently does not recognize his own family, one fear that he does not know the seven emotions and six desires of the human world. " Mu Yuan retaliated and noticed the surrounding environment. He chose a very remote and dark road, but it was less than 50 meters away from the bustling Main Street.