Written in the future.
He Zizhong's imprisonment only opened the door, and then led to thousands of clues...
The male protagonist is shocked to realize that behind his bizarre life experience, there are actually entangled interests of all parties. The past is blowing, life and death are on the thin line. Love, hold my hand. It hurts, kiss my eyes.
Intention: The past is like the wind, which cannot blow away the memory