A "shell man" who has lost all desire for life is drawn into the seam game. He forgot that someone had tied his little finger with a red rope and said, "I will give you half of my luck." But he had tied that red rope for twenty years.
When you lose everything and no longer have hope, you choose to risk everything, including your life, to become the remaining king who plays chess. Or choose to sink into numbness and become a chess piece discarded aside. Oh, I forgot, you can't do it anymore, time has passed, and you are already sitting on the gambling table.
Intention: Accepting oneself, respecting the choices of others, and living paranoidly are the value of life itself.