In the winter of 1950, a city in the north.
The phone rang late at night, and the archives manager Lao Chen put down his daughter's letter and walked into the snow.
On this day, Xiao Zhou, the teahouse waiter, served tea and water as usual, A Ming, a fitter in the state-owned factory, repaired the machine as usual, and Sister Su, the street clerk, organized literacy classes as usual. They don't know each other, but they weave an invisible web in this city.
The enemy network "Endgame" planted the nail before the evacuation. Fake documents, fake account books, fake identities - every nail is hidden in the most ordinary place, waiting to deliver a fatal blow to the new people's power at the most critical moment.
A Ming wanted to find out the truth about his parents' death, but found that it was not "sacrifice" but "clearance". Sister Su had been waiting for her husband for eight years, but the news came that he had "rebellion". Xiao Zhou goes to the wonton shop every day just to see A Tao one more time, but he can't even tell the truth.
Lao Chen received a letter from his daughter: "Dad, mother is sick."
He can't go back.
The identity cannot be said, and the merits cannot be acknowledged. Feelings are like knives and wounds.
The silent ones do not seek to be heard or heard.
This story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental.
