The world of film and television begins with Zhou Bingkun in the human world.

When the day came for Zhou Zhigang to return to Jichun City, Li Suhua got up early and started urging Zhou Bingkun to go and pick him up.

Although he wasn't very willing, Zhou Bingkun had no choice but to ride his bicycle and take Li Suhua to the train station.

That's right, it was the train station that took Li Suhua!

Li Suhua was extremely eager to see Zhou Zhigang, so naturally she insisted on going to the train station with him.

Since Zhou Bingkun couldn't give his mother the affection a son should have for his mother, he tried to make amends to Li Suhua in some ways. Therefore, Zhou Bingkun rarely refused Li Suhua's requests.

Because Li Suhua had urged them early in the morning, Zhou Bingkun and Li Suhua arrived at the train station very early. However, Zhou Zhigang's train would not arrive so early, so Zhou Bingkun and Li Suhua would have to wait at the train station for a long time.

Several hours passed quickly, and Zhou Zhigang finally appeared at the train station.

Despite having poor eyesight, Li Suhua spotted Zhou Zhigang immediately and happily called out his name loudly.

Zhou Zhigang noticed Li Suhua when he heard her voice, so he quickly ran over with his luggage.

"Suhua! You're finally awake! Good, that's wonderful, that's really wonderful!" Zhou Zhigang ran up to Li Suhua and looked at her, unable to help but exclaim repeatedly.

"Old man, you've worked so hard. You look so much older and darker—" Li Suhua looked at Zhou Zhigang's current appearance, her eyes filled with tears. She felt that Zhou Zhigang had really had a hard time over the years, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Zhou Bingkun stood to the side, pushing his bicycle, without saying a word. He simply wasn't in the mood to pay any attention to Zhou Zhigang.

Perhaps because Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua had so much to say, Zhou Bingkun rode his bicycle ahead carrying Zhou Zhigang's luggage, while Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua chose to walk home.

The elderly couple seemed to have endless things to talk about on their way home.

During their conversation, Li Suhua also told Zhou Zhigang about Zhou Bingkun's daily studies at home and how he even became a writer.

Zhou Zhigang reacted very strongly, his eyes widening like a bull's, completely disbelieving what Li Suhua was saying.

"Bingkun? Him? Studying every day? And he became a writer? Suhua, don't be ridiculous. It would be more believable if Bingyi or Zhou Rong studied every day and became writers. Bingkun didn't like studying in school. Now that he's not in school, does that mean he'll suddenly become a student? A writer, indeed. If he can write novels and get them published in magazines, I'll eat those magazines." Zhou Zhigang said with a sneer when he talked about Zhou Bingkun.

"Who's joking with you? I'm telling the truth. Bingkun really studies every day, and he really has become a writer. He has published novels in the main and supplement sections of our Jilin Daily, and also in Shanghai's 'Story Club.' Bingkun has published many novels as well. Zheng Juan has read them to me." Li Suhua couldn't help but defend Zhou Bingkun.

"That must be Bingkun lying to you." Zhou Zhigang shook his head, still stubbornly refusing to believe that Zhou Bingkun could study literature or novels and could never become a writer.

"Old man, Bingkun is also your son. Don't you trust your son at all?" Li Suhua couldn't help but ask.

"I don't believe it! Do you think I don't know what kind of person Bingkun is? He's such a good-for-nothing, and his mind is incredibly dark. Suhua, let me tell you, you might not know, but that kid Zhou Bingkun even wrote a letter to Zhou Rong, mocking her and saying bad things about her husband. With a personality like his, what wouldn't he do?" Zhou Zhigang said confidently.

"...Old man, you, you—anyway, I don't think Bingkun would lie to me. Even if Bingkun really wrote a letter saying bad things about Zhou Rong's husband, it must be Zhou Rong's husband who is bad." Li Suhua's attitude was very firm.

"Feng Huacheng is a great poet, a scholar, what's wrong with him? Let me tell you..."

Li Suhua, who was originally overjoyed and looking forward to seeing Zhou Zhigang again, suddenly felt a little bad.

Although Li Suhua knew that Zhou Zhigang had always looked down on Zhou Bingkun and didn't like him very much, Zhou Zhigang's current attitude still made Li Suhua feel a little uncomfortable.

After Zhou Zhigang berated Li Suhua, he noticed that Li Suhua's attitude towards him had become somewhat cold. Zhou Zhigang couldn't help but shift the blame onto Zhou Bingkun. He believed that the reason Li Suhua was angry with him was entirely Zhou Bingkun's fault. He argued that if Zhou Bingkun hadn't deliberately lied and fabricated stories, Li Suhua wouldn't have had any conflict with him at all.

It was only because Zhou Bingkun had been so cold to Zhou Zhigang all these years, and because Zhou Bingkun was married and had a son, that Zhou Zhigang would have wanted to find Zhou Bingkun immediately and kick him a few times in a fit of rage.

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Zhou Bingkun, who had just returned home and carried Zhou Zhigang's luggage into the house, couldn't help but sneeze twice in a row.

"Bingkun, why are you sneezing all of a sudden? Do you have a cold? Wait a minute, there's some cold medicine at home, I'll get it for you, take two pills first." Zheng Juan was immediately worried when she saw Zhou Bingkun sneezing after returning from outside.

"It's nothing, I don't have a cold. It must be someone talking badly about me behind my back," Zhou Bingkun said, waving his hand. He didn't notice anything unusual about his body, and it didn't look like he had a cold.

"Are you really alright? Why don't you take some medicine as a precaution? You might really catch a cold, that would be terrible."

"Alright then, I'll take two cold pills first." Zhou Bingkun didn't refuse anymore and took two cold pills that Zheng Juan had given him.

Zheng Juan watched Zhou Bingkun take the medicine before she felt relieved: "Oh? By the way, Bingkun, didn't you go to pick up Dad? Where's Dad? And Mom? Didn't she go out with you?"

It was only then that Zheng Juan remembered Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua. Clearly, Zheng Juan's mind was preoccupied with Zhou Bingkun. Only after Zhou Bingkun's matter was temporarily put on hold did she think of the others.

"I carried my luggage home first. They haven't seen each other for a long time, so we planned to walk together and chat for a while," Zhou Bingkun explained casually.

"I see! It's good to let Dad and Mom chat more often." Zheng Juan nodded and stopped thinking about the two of them.