[The upward attack in the year of forbearance and restraint VS the downward attack in the year of paranoia and sensitivity] HE
There are eighteen levels of hell, and Qi Shuo thought he had already fallen to the bottom.
Eight years ago, that bloody dusk destroyed two people.
Qi Shuo used an out-of-control killing to turn himself from a victim into a prisoner. He spent eight years in prison to pay tribute to his sister's blood and broken self.
He lost everything, including his qualifications as a "human being." Eight years in prison have smoothed away violence and cooled the soul.
Eight years later, he was alone and just wanted to spend the rest of his life in silence in the shadows. To him, the world is just a wasteland that requires patience.
Hatred is like uncold ashes. A slight blow can set fire to a prairie fire.
Between them, there is a pool of sister's blood, and a pool of father's sins.
Will the two broken souls sink together in hatred, or will they salvage each other in despair?
The son of the culprit, the one he should have hated with all his heart.
But this man was like an untimely light, stubbornly shining into his desolate life.
He hated him and hated that he was the son of his enemy.
He pities him, and pity him is suffering itself.
An approach that begins with hatred, a relationship trapped in redemption.
How can two people who were shattered by fate piece together a complete love?
Perhaps, love is not a miracle, but learning to breathe together on top of the ruins.
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Motto: The person I hate the most raises the person I love the most.
