Li Xiang was lured to a fraud park in northern Myanmar by a job offer for "high-paying cross-border logistics." What greeted him was not the promised job, but a tin room with welded steel bars, live barbed wire, and the cold rule of "you will be punished if you fail to complete the performance." Here, the moonlight is no longer the gentle presence accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus in the yard of my hometown, but the indifferent witness that makes the spikes of the barbed wire shine and reflects the bloody smell in the rubber forest.
He and Ajie, a young man who was caught in the "e-sports youth training" scam, depended on each other. While enduring the violent coercion of the guards, he struggled to protect his care for his family - he did not dare to tell the truth on the phone, fearing that his sister far away in his hometown would be frightened for him; he did not dare to give up resistance, because the moonlight outside the barbed wire always led to his desire for freedom.
When the two found a hole in the barbed wire fence and took advantage of the moonlight to escape, they were pursued by wolf dogs and guards. Ajie fell forever in the rubber forest in order to distract his pursuers; and Li Xiang escaped from hell with Ajie's unfinished hope, and finally understood: those days and nights trapped in the barbed wire fence, what sustained him was not only his obsession with going home, but also the path of survival lit up by countless victims like Ajie with the glimmer of despair.
