Appearing in Illusion

This is all he has - the intertwined past under the setting sun, the wandering between vicissitudes and wastage, the betrayal that should have been forgotten, and the homeland that has been stepped on a thousand times, but has long since changed... He looked at the hustle and bustle of the world, he looked at the flow of people running in front of him, he sighed at all the injustices in the world, and the past attempts and failures were vividly in his mind... His eyes were indifferent, his memory was sinking, and in his pocket was the long-broken revolver... The glorious old days are long gone, but the slippers under your feet are still telling... All my colleagues are far away, and one person is stepping on the edge. The road to atonement can be accomplished by him alone...