Ruins

The universe is the graveyard of countless civilizations. Each abyss is the remains of a dead world. The living people just stepped on the corpses and lingered. Ye Jin, a clerk in the archives room on the ground floor of Cast Iron City, has only done one thing for twenty-three years—hiding. To hide from the rust rain of the factory, to hide from the scrutiny of the Road Sign Management Bureau, and to hide from the shadow left by the man who abandoned his family. Until my mother died in the hospital corridor because she had no money to buy soul-purifying grass. Until a one-legged old man named Lao Wu Tou died for him. It wasn't until he opened the file with his name erased at the bottom of the archives that he discovered that his father had not abandoned them - but had been "deleted" from everyone's memory by the Federation. He fled into the wilderness with three relics: his mother's bankbook, Lao Wutou's porridge bowl, and seven notes written to him by a girl named "Xiaolu". In the wilderness, he met two people who were also abandoned by the world: the last survivor of the Mirror Clan, and a girl who was used as a "vessel" by the cult. Three people, three crushed hearts, six months to live. They were going to shut down the guidance array—the device that the Federation used to exchange tens of millions of wilderness lives for the stability of Beacon City. They want to ask for an answer: Do people who have been abandoned by the world still have the right to live? This is not a story about saving the world. This is a story about how to put the pieces back together after being crushed by the world.