The day he came back from the army, he just wanted to get back the debt Yuan Heping owed to the Yang family one by one. Later, more and more accounts were settled, the road became darker and darker as we walked, and people around us fell one by one. Brothers, comrades-in-arms, father, and mother were all involved in the old situation in this county. He guarded the southern front, occupied the mine entrance, and carried goods that could not be seen in the light. When he wanted to stop, there was no one behind him. "Stop it, brother." These were the words spoken by his best brother with his last breath. But one hand has been holding the gun for too long, and it's too late to let go. The wind in western Liaoning is still blowing. But in the wind, there was no one waiting for him to go home. This is a story about brothers, fate, and how a person falls into the abyss step by step and uses his life to pay off his debt.
This story is purely fictitious, and all place names, institutions, and characters are needed for creation.
