When the neon lights shattered into millions of pieces on a rainy night, someone heard a deep sigh coming from the depths of the bridge. Chen Mo huddled between cardboard boxes and rags, like an old dream abandoned by the city. His face was hidden in the shadows, with only the scars at the corners of his eyes occasionally reflecting the light of the street lights, as if fate had marked a mark on his body.
This is the coldest corner of the Iron Forest, with tall buildings piercing the sky like sharp swords, while he struggles to survive in the dust. He was once a decent man in the eyes of everyone, but now he has become a scavenger that even Shadow despises. Fate pushed him into the abyss. Just because of the price of one impulse, he lost everything and even forgot the taste of dignity.
Until that night, an injured girl fell into his world. She fell like a snowflake on his cracked heart, soft, cold, but with a scorching warmth. He saved her, and with his remaining warmth and stubbornness, he also awakened his long-dead soul.
But reality never lets anyone go easily. When he decides to stand up for her, fate begins to turn its gears. Those who once trampled him into the mud are approaching again, and behind the girl's identity, there is a secret that can destroy everything. If he wants to counterattack, he must pay a price heavier than blood.
When a person has nothing left, can love still be the last weapon?
