Thirty years ago, a burgundy comb in Jiangnan led to more than a dozen brothers who entered the "Tao". In the end, only five people survived. Those who traveled with it regarded the comb as a taboo and did not dare to mention it again.
Thirty years later, in order to find his father who disappeared from the world three years ago, a silly boy went to Beijing with a letter left by his father to find his father's brother Wang Erye. He got a red comb from Wang Erye to give to his mother. He said that the silly boy did not need to interfere with this matter, but some problems occurred in the silly boy's apartment that night...
Is the comb that led the brothers to the road thirty years ago really broken? What is the relationship between Mr. Wang and the silly boy's father? Whose comb is that?
In fact, hate is all love.
It is precisely because we are full of hope for this world, this person, and this thing that we are so hateful, so desperate, and so unfortunate...
Antiques, things that entrust people's emotions, produce special effects under special magnetic fields.
What is the truly regretful and important thing that a person feels before he dies?
Please follow the silly boy to the end. In fact, the causes and results of things are so simple and predictable. What is really exciting is often the process.