I have seen riders delivering food in the rain on the streets late at night, and I have also seen people taking a nap in front of a breakfast stall in the early morning while leaning on an electric scooter. They won't appear in any news, but they are the first to wake up and the last to go to bed in the city.
This story is written for all ordinary people who feel that "this is the way it is in this life." If we had it to do over again, we would all be able to pay off the debt we owe and pull up those who deserve to be pulled up.
There is no system, no cheats, just a good old man returning to 2010 with memories. This time he won't run away.
