Thirty-Eight Meters

At the age of twenty-four, Lin Yuanchuan was called to the scene from the duty room for the first time. The project was about to start, and the leaders were about to arrive. Dozens of villagers blocked the entrance to the construction site. Everyone said the problem was just a few unfinished tombs. Until Lin Yuanchuan discovered that the white line drawn on the ground was thirty-eight meters longer than the original boundary. Who moved it? No one admits it. The project department has its say, the town has its reasons, and the development zone also has tasks that the development zone must complete. Everyone seemed to move just a little further. In the end, there was a full thirty-eight meters more. Since then, Lin Yuanchuan has encountered more and more such "threads". Some are painted on the land. Some are written in documents. Some are hidden among favors, interests and power. Some people guarded it, some tested it, and some quietly moved it a step forward. And what he has to do is figure it out through choices again and again—— **How far can a person go in this life, and what are the lines that cannot be crossed even one step at a time? ** "Thirty-Eight Meters" Many things are just a little off at first.