At the age of thirty-seven, Chen Yuchuan turned himself into a joke.
He failed to start a business and owed a foreign debt of 800,000 yuan. His girlfriend of seven years took away his last savings and ran away with someone else. The landlord of the partitioned house he rented raised the rent overnight and kicked him out. When he stood on the rooftop of the city and looked down, his phone vibrated - his mother sent a voice message asking him if he would be back for the New Year this year.
He didn't reply.
But three days later, he returned to Osmanthus Alley after taking a fourteen-hour green train carrying an old suitcase.
He didn't come back to celebrate the New Year. He came back to say goodbye.
Before he died, he wanted to take one last look at his family, eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles made by his mother, and then find a corner that no one knew about and disappear quietly from this world.
But what he didn't expect was that the moment he opened the door, what was waiting for him was not hot noodles, but chicken feathers on the ground - his father had an ambiguous relationship with the widow in the tailor shop next door, his mother pretended not to notice but couldn't sleep all night; his second brother Chen Guiyuan On the surface, he is the most promising one in the family, but in fact, his life is like a spring that can break at any time, stretching himself to death. The third brother, Chen Weiming, is 23 years old and has stayed at home. In addition to playing games and ordering takeout every day, he does not even want to leave the door.
It turned out that he was not the only one lying in the mud. It turns out that this home, which seemed to be able to survive, had already begun to rot from the inside.
