Poet of the Wasteland

They say there are no tears in the wasteland, only the instinct to live. Wen Yuan thought so. He was used to being indifferent, used to calculating, used to lingering in the darkness like a mouse. Until the girl named Xiao Man stuffed a hard brick into Dry Bones' mouth, and then showed him an innocent dimple. Wen Yuan's heart suddenly collapsed. In order to carry this little girl on his back, and to have this food in the world, he decided not to live in poverty anymore. This is a story about two incomplete souls redeeming each other in the ruins of despair. The world sucks, but it doesn't matter, I will protect you.