He didn't want to be the big brother, but the world didn't give him a way to survive. There are certain roads that you can't turn back from, and there are certain knives that you can't put back once you pull them out. It snowed in Fengcheng year after year. He stood in the wind in Tiexi District, holding his life in his hands and stepping on blood under his feet. No one asked him if he wanted to.
