Lin Tianyou wrote his resignation letter thirty-seven times, but he never dared to hand it in.
Mortgage, car loan, wife's salary card - he was stuck in the 28-year-old's throat, unable to get up or get out.
Until a plan he wrote was cornered by the leader.
Folding corners is the gentlest denial and the cruelest screening within the system.
From the group to the youth cadre class, from the youth cadre class to the central government, he was pushed forward step by step. Behind him is the home that his wife supported alone, the hospital bed where his mother had a cerebral infarction, and the brothers who have been together for ten years.
He thought that landing was enough. Later I found out——
Landing is not the end, but the starting point of another sea.
This time, he couldn't look back.
