At nineteen, Ang Yang lived recklessly and freely, carefree and happy.
At twenty-nine, Ang Yang lived without restraint, just drifting through life.
Ten years can change a lot. The more carefree Ang Yang was at nineteen, the more miserable he was at twenty-nine.
At nineteen, Ang Yang was a rowdy soldier, the kind of guy his superiors both loved and hated.
At twenty-nine, Ang Yang was like a good-for-nothing rich kid, and also like a man on his deathbed. He didn't care about anything.
If he didn't care about anything, then what did it matter if there was a misunderstanding? What did it matter if that misunderstanding might cost me my freedom?
But life is always full of twists and turns, and a misunderstanding can turn into love. This love, born of a misunderstanding, is salvation for Ang Yang, and his hope for carrying on.
Theme: Love and salvation
