As neon lights shatter into a thousand fragments in the rainy night, someone hears a low sigh from deep beneath a bridge. Chen Mo curls up among cardboard boxes and rags, like an old dream abandoned by the city. His face is hidden in shadow; only the scar at the corner of his eye occasionally catches the streetlight, like a mark fate has carved into him.
This is the coldest corner of a steel forest. Skyscrapers pierce the sky like swords, while he struggles to survive in the dust. He was once a respectable man in everyone's eyes. Now he is a scavenger even his own shadow would shun. Fate cast him into the abyss over the price of one impulsive act. He lost everything, even forgetting what dignity felt like.
Until one night, an injured girl stumbled into his world. She fell onto his scarred heart like a snowflake, soft and cold, yet burning with warmth. He saved her with the last scraps of warmth and stubbornness he had, and awakened the soul within him that had long since died.
But reality never lets anyone off easily. The moment he decides to stand up for her, fate's gears begin to turn. The people who once trampled him into the mud close in again, and behind the girl's identity lies a secret powerful enough to destroy everything. If he wants to rise again, he must pay a price heavier than blood.
When a person has nothing left, can love still be their final weapon?
