Those layers of decaying fog and swamp will one day gradually become clear.
The modern anti-drug HE process is messy
In a drug case three years ago, Ning Zhi witnessed the death of his mother. In his memory, it was her cold, calloused hands that pulled him back to earth from hell.
When they met again, when he mistakenly fell into the abyss of cannibalism and the syringe glowing with orchid light was about to be inserted into his body, Ning Zhi felt extremely fearful in his heart, and a sense of despair surged through his limbs.
"Let him go, I want this person." The cold words rang in Ning Zhi's ears. The simple words filled him with redemption. The person in front of him filled his eyes with shock and inquiry.
Maybe not all of this world is purgatory.
Everything here is more complicated and darker than he imagined. Who is she? He had to peel back layers of cocoons to find the truth in his heart.
Purpose: Tribute to all anti-drug heroes