Fifteen years ago, he came to this strange city alone, looking forward to a bright future. He believed that with his hands, he could carve out a world of his own.
Fifteen years later, he was about to leave this city alone. He was still unfamiliar with the city, his heart was like a desert, and only the exhaustion that penetrated his body was left.
The strange faces and noisy voices in the train station are constantly coming from different people's mouths. When they are merged into one, they lose any meaning and create a unique language that is unknown in this city. In the past fifteen years, he has never understood this language. He can't see the faces of the people around him clearly, can't understand their words, and can never truly integrate into this city. He has never belonged to this lonely city.