He had no scars on his body, but his eyes were full of the deathly silence of hell.
Appearing in the military area on a rainy night, the names of the dead were murmuring.
A bag of irrefutable evidence locked the 1937 Jinling catastrophe, and fresh bullet casings confused time and space.
No one knows that this broken young man has endured several times of the nation's darkest hell on his own.
The young man will also slowly grow up with the reincarnation of purgatory again and again.
