The devil who was full of evil in the Central Plains was finally dead.
The only son of the third generation of the Lao Yu family, with the mentality of wanting to be famous, began to write a biography about the devil.
Unexpectedly, during the visit, I unexpectedly peeled off the cocoon and revealed the devil's life experience step by step. The young man gradually discovered that the person who was feared and loathed by the world was actually always serious and persistent, and remained warm and bright in an invisible place throughout his life.
A devil who was born with a fixed frame, and a plain and quiet writer. Twenty years apart, the two unrelated lives gradually intersected in parallel in the pursuit of inquiry.
Carrying those abandoned and abandoned, cherishing each other carefully but unable to face ourselves.
Slow and cute rhythm, passionate and refreshing, warmth heals the souls that are broken due to love and hatred.
(I am sick and I want to be cured.)