我一点儿都不恨戚务生。他太累了，他经历的失败太多了，他的一连串打击太大了。面对纷坛复杂的战况他太无奈了，看着他那日渐憔悴的脸，看着他因辛苦而凸出的泪囊，看着他隐藏在嘴角的一丝苦笑，看着他欲哭无泪欲笑无声的尴尬，你还能很他吗？不恨归不恨，戚务生给世纪之交的 I do not hate a man at all. He is too tired, he has experienced too many failures, his series of blows is too big. In the face of complicated battlefield situation he was too helpless, and looked at his increasingly haggard face, looking at him because of the hard and protruding dacryocystitis, watching him hide in the mouth of a trace of smile, watching him cry Laughter silently awkward, you can still be him? Do not hate to not hate, Qi Wushu to the turn of the century