A small town, an ancient street, a small tile-roofed house, and a small yard with jasmine flowers. Two little boys and a loving mother-in-law. I thought that such a beautiful time would last forever, but things are unpredictable. He was picked up, went to college, had a good job. He stayed in a small town, dropped out of school, and became a gangster. When he returned to the town, he found that his childhood tile-roofed house was no longer there, his mother-in-law was not there, and it was in ruins. He jumped up and begged him to wake up.