The prodigal son of the jianghu Yue Daxia: If the heart has no place to live, it is wandering everywhere, and the heart that is too soft does not dare to open to give people arbitrary injuries, and can only carry the hard shell and continue to wander.

Prodigal Son:

If the mind has no place to dwell, it is wandering everywhere,

Too soft a heart to open to give people arbitrary wounds,

You can only pick up the hard shell and continue to wander.