The world is becoming more and more noisy. People are constantly running for life and have no choice but to accept the status quo they don't like. The road is right in front of them. How to choose and for what reason? I don't know... I have reached the first turning point in life. Let me look for the answer. Maybe I can figure it out in a different environment. Frozen ice In front of me, there are dilapidated factories, water-drying towers that smoke all year round, and the dilapidation that comes into view. An accident that no one could have imagined involved me in an entanglement with another boy. Maybe the road quietly appeared at that time. Step by step, he and I have so many stories, but how can I write the accumulation of these years with a pen...
Intention: To redeem each other under the circumstances of a strange combination of circumstances, to light the way forward for each other