On my 28th birthday, I could calmly enjoy the plum-flavored fried chicken handed to me by my daughter. No one knows that this smell was the beginning of my hell.
When I was 18, a ridiculous car accident dragged me into a scam disguised as a "corrective institution." In 45 days, I changed from "Li Xiaoqi" to the number "077".
Lin Wei, the senior who picked me up, became the only light in my world. And that "Manager No. 10" Who pretended to be kind in the dark with indifference time and time again was a secret that I buried deep in my heart and dared not tell.
This is a story about destruction and reconstruction. I broke everything, just waiting for a light, or a person, to shine upon me and regenerate me.
