One side is survival, the other side is the future.
Eighteen-year-old Su Jian always has two heavy things in his takeout box: one is a hot lunch box, and the other is an endless mock paper for the college entrance examination.
Three years ago, he was the top scorer in the city's high school entrance examination with great success; three years later, he was the poorest student in a key high school. Just because he once confessed his love to the school beauty Lin Wanxi on the rooftop, in exchange for a trembling "I'm sorry", he fell into the abyss of an Internet cafe.
It wasn't until my senior year in high school that my mother received a diagnosis of serious illness like a thunderbolt. He took off his school uniform, put on his riding uniform, and shuttled between the neon lights and alleyways - he was delivering takeout, and he was also the future of this family.
Under the bridge on a rainy night, he met Mo Shanfu, who was covered in wounds and with broken memories. This silent man can subdue three gangsters with his bare hands, but cannot remember his own name.
"You teach me to live, and I teach you to fight." Mo Shanfu said.
As a result, the dilapidated warehouse became a secret dojo. The takeout road map has become a tactical sandbox, fighting skills are practiced between food deliveries, and psychological games are quietly played out on campus and on the streets. Su Jian fought back his sleepiness in class during the day and sharpened his skills in the urban jungle at night.
He discovered that behind Lin Wanxi's rejection back then was a cold deal made by the wealthy businessman's father who threatened his family; he discovered that Zhao Beijin, the second-generation rich man who always appeared next to Wanxi, had a shady secret hidden under his smile; he discovered that Uncle Mo's flashback memories contained gunfire, code names, and unfinished missions.
The ticking sound of the college entrance examination countdown was on the same frequency as the monitor next to my mother's hospital bed. The takeout box is getting heavier and heavier. It contains not only livelihood, but also all the chips for a young boy to fight back.
