On his 22nd birthday, with his civil engineering degree certificate still smelling of ink, Bian Yichuan encountered the apocalypse. The once proud mechanical formulas were shattered into powder in a fight caused by half a piece of moldy bread; the grand blueprints on the design drawings were no match for the grins of the thugs and the desperate cries in the shelter.
On the way to the end of the world, I also met Ma Wei, who I have been with for a lifetime.
This is a story about fighting doomsday with steel and concrete, and building a home with love and hope - above the ruins, there are always builders and there is always light.
