In seemingly ordinary daily life, do you dare to say that every passerby is equally ordinary and normal?
Maybe it's a psychiatrist in a clinic in a bustling area, or maybe it's a young president of a company? There is always someone standing against you, there is always someone standing under the huge shadow of the city.
What are you looking for? The truth? Days and nights fly by, and time roars by, leaving indelible wounds in the ordinary daily life.
If the truth is a sad and bleak ending, a brutal murder, a struggle for interests, bloody fingers and a nightmare that never leaves, do you still want to know the truth? Can you bear the truth?
I bet you don't want to know the truth.
Friendly reminder: I am a HE