Three feet above our heads, the gods bear witness. Even half a vow drifts away on the wind.
One day, tears may fall without end, and three lifetimes may not be enough to break free from a fate adrift like duckweed.
The causes of a past life, the consequences of this one: elusive and impossible to put into words.
My name is Luo Yu. I’m 22, and after graduating from vocational school, I went south to make a living. My life as a migrant worker was perfectly ordinary. I never imagined that one day I’d become entangled in a notorious serial murder case that shocked the entire country…
It all began with a phone call…
