The first time Zhang Qiling met his uncle Jiangcuo was at the Medog Lama Temple; the last time he saw him was at the Golmud Sanatorium in Qinghai.
The last impression in my mind was Jiang Cuo holding a knife in his right hand, protecting him when he escaped from the Golmud Sanatorium. The bullet in the memory passed through Jiang Cuo's chest, and blood splashed on Zhang Qiling's face.
As he was suffering from apathy, he didn't know who the person in front of him was, and he only felt the pain of his heart being pulled together. Until he was pulled into the car and taken away by Jie Jiu, he never saw him again for twenty years.
Until one day......
