[My Leader, My Regiment/tuanmeng] Ring Name

Long Wenwen just wanted to quit a name, which was probably more difficult than quitting smoking and drinking. Every pore in his body exuded that person's aura, which could not be shaken off or erased. He was shrouded in haze. Often, he even felt that he was possessed by the undead. Giving up that name was what he had been pursuing all his life.