Hold a Knife and Head West

"I'm just an ordinary person with no big aspirations. I just want to grow old slowly in the village where I was born and raised." Qin Chuan lay on the hill full of corpses, looked at the sky and murmured. The wind around him blew across his face, and he missed his mother. He wanted to see her again, just one visit... A drop of water slipped from my face, I don't know if it was sweat or tears...