Zhu Juesui's life seemed to be dominated by an out-of-control fate. Fate always gave him a little comfort when he was numb, and then ruthlessly pulled the rope away when he thought he had mastered happiness, leaving his hands full of rope scraps to let him remember the pain. He had long been numb until he met his junior brother from Qishan again and heard him call out the name that no one knew in his extremely familiar voice.
Intention: to express one's heartfelt feelings