Reality is always like broken glass all over the floor, cold and dazzling, shining with a desperate cold light.
When she was 6 years old, her father died in a border mission. When she saw her father's cold body, she decided to follow the same path as her father. When she was 8 years old, she looked confused and surprised when she saw the huge underground government organization for the first time. At the age of 10, she learned to be calm and tolerant.
From then on, she was the silent and mediocre Luo Lingge. In other words, she had never stood out in front of others and had always concealed it very well. However, who is truly willing to be ordinary? No one saw the tears secretly swallowing behind her faint smile, or the almost broken heart beneath her strong appearance. It doesn't matter, there is still mother, the frail woman who always strokes her hair lovingly while lying on the hospital bed. She always felt that having her mother by her side would give her the motivation and courage to keep going, but had she ever thought about that day? Growth inevitably involves pain, and leaving may be for a better start. No one will wait where you are, and no one can accompany you until you grow old. When the last trust collapses in an instant, where is the way?
The gears of fate are turning slowly, just like the net with fish that my father used to carry when he came home when I was a child. Unknowingly, the net is getting deeper and deeper. Whose hand is controlling this ridiculous and tearful life...