That night, the lights were brightly lit. It was a knotted night. Under the guidance of the dim light, only the faint fluorescent light spread out from the table lamp, like a little charity from passers-by in the most barren time.
In the most conspicuous corner of the bed, a thin child (Li Yanxi) was curled up.
The middle-aged man and woman outside the door were his parents. (Father Li Wei, mother Gao Xiaojuan) They vented their emotions to each other word by word. Every word they said was heartbreaking and heartbreaking. The hearts of those who listened were cold. They all hated each other and they were still arguing...
The son Li Yanxi, who was lying in the house, opened the door tentatively and whispered to them: "Stop arguing, okay? Don't be angry."
Of course, all I got in return was abuse: "You are so serious, what are you capable of! It's not all because of you! Without you, this wouldn't be like this at all!"
He yelled at his son, "Li Yanxi, why did you give birth to you? I earn money to support you every day, and you!" You know how to cause trouble for me!
The more she yelled, the more frightened Li Yanxi became. Her originally pale face turned even whiter, so white that it lost all color and looked lifeless.
Concept: The life journey of three boys