I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

at this time....

Yuan Fengming walked out of the train station.

In his eyes.

There is innocence.

I feel lost.

There is a sense of urgency.

and also.

A longing for the city.

what.

Head up.

In big cities, traffic flows like a river, bustling and noisy.

Someone is riding a bicycle.

Someone is walking.

Someone was driving a Volkswagen.

There are also people.

Like Yuan Fengming.

Carrying large and small bags.

They came to the big city from the countryside.

I came here to work.

Come here.

Everything about big cities.

It feels unfamiliar.

I feel lost.

Whether you're riding a bike, walking, or driving a car, you're not yourself.

Those who squat by the roadside with a small sign waiting for work are the ones who are truly themselves.

Oh no, Yuan Fengming is not as good as them.

At least they had some skills; some could repair machines, and some had some crafts. Yuan Fengming, on the other hand, was a complete novice.

at this time.

Song Jinming was eating his noodles by himself.

Tang Chaoyang, however, had his eye on this greenhorn.

He's my next target.

...

"He's only 16, how can you treat him like this?"

"I don't care if he's 16 or 26, I'll do it if I have the money."

"no...."

Song Jinming and Tang Chaoyang had their first disagreement here.

Tang Chaoyang didn't care about any of that.

Regardless of the fact that Yuan Fengming was just a child at this moment...

Our child is only this young, so let's treat him like this.

No.

This won't work!

Tang Chaoyang looked at Song Jinming with a sneer.

His gaze was full of mockery.

You actually had a change of heart here?

If we don't do this...

How will your son's tuition be covered?

You still have to work for someone else.

His words eventually convinced Song Jinming.

Although he agreed very reluctantly.

But at this moment, they have already embarked on this path of no return.

What right do they have to talk about conscience?

...

"He really is a simpleton."

Li Yiyang didn't know whether he said those words himself or Song Jinming.

Anyway, he thought Yuan Fengming was a bit cute and a bit simple-minded.

"Yeah, this kid's pretty naive." Wang Erbao chuckled, teasing Li Yun... no, Yuan Fengming.

At this moment, Li Yang, as an observer, silently filmed the scene between the three characters.

It is Yuan Fengming, it is Tang Chaoyang, it is Song Jinming.

All three came from rural areas far from the central government and came to this land to work.

Migrant workers.

Tang Chaoyang and Song Jinming did it for their children and wives.

Yuan Fengming was trying to raise enough money for her high school tuition.

They gathered beneath the dark coal mine.

In the dimly lit coal mine, Tang Chaoyang and Song Jinming began asking questions again.

Everyone knew this peace was only temporary.

After all, it's impossible to attack Yuan Fengming right after he went down into the mine.

That's too obvious.

"What? You're afraid of dying? If you're afraid of dying, then you'll be here being fucked..." Song Jinming looked at Yuan Fengming.

In the cramped mine shaft.

He felt extreme disgust and rejection towards his "nephew".

Verbal bullying was used to try and get him away from the area...

And after finishing today's mining.

After seeing the light of day again.

Yuan Fengming was in his dormitory.

Quietly reading a book.

"What are you looking at?"

"History textbook".

Yes.

Yuan Fengming is just simple-minded.

He's just ignorant.

But he was still a student.

He wanted to become a cultured person.

I work to pay for my schooling.

At this moment.

Yuan Fengming's image suddenly changed...

From that naive and simple-minded boy.

He became a quiet, studious boy at school.

16 is old.

He's of school age too.

He actually quite loves learning...

And then, once again, Song Jinming felt compassion.

Yuan Fengming took out his own photo...

"My dad, my mom, my sister..."

Song Jinming's pupils contracted.

...

"Who does this child look like?"

"Who does he look like?"

"The person we worked with last time, I think, also had the surname Yuan..."

"Who cares who he is, let's get him..."

"That would mean his family line would end."

"It has nothing to do with the two of us having a ball."

The disagreement between Song Jinming and Tang Chaoyang once again foreshadowed future events.

at this time.

This was once a notorious bandit.

I felt increasingly reluctant to do it.

In the time that followed...

And she increasingly felt... that Yuan Fengming was her junior...

He's simple-minded.

He was stunned.

He loves learning.

When others are playing cards and telling dirty jokes.

Yuan Fengming is reading a book.

He wants to study.

I want to read a book.

It only happens occasionally when I'm feeling restless.

He stared blankly at the photo of the beautiful woman behind the newspaper.

Song Jinming looked at Yuan Fengming and said with a smile.

"A greenhorn..."

...

"Why did you tear up the letter? It was sent to her sister..."

"Are you out of your mind? You sent the letter. If we take care of him, his family will find us, and we'll be finished." Tang Chaoyang stared at Song Jinming and warned, "Let me tell you, if you don't want to do it, I will..."

Tang Chaoyang's eyes still held a hint of mockery.

Do you really think you're a good person?

at this time.

Song Jinming also remained silent.

"He's still a greenhorn."

Tang Chaoyang understood Song Jinming's meaning.

But it still carried a hint of sarcasm.

"You can do anything with a hundred yuan."

...

...

Song Jinming was looking for an excuse.

He's stalling for time.

They didn't want to admit that they had felt compassion.

I don't feel I have the right to feel compassion.

Delay the time.

It was more like a subconscious compromise on his part...

I kept trying to convince myself...

He explained it to his partner Tang Chaoyang time and time again, and even to himself.

I just wanted him to leave without too many regrets.

Through continuous interaction.

He couldn't bring himself to do it...

Yuan Fengming....

Song Jinming couldn't bring himself to do it.

...

Later, when Yuan Fengming went missing.

Both of them went to find him.

The phoenix cries.

Phoenix Cry!

Both of them were screaming their hearts out in the streets and alleys.

However, the expressions and emotions of the two people in the camera's language are completely different.

Song Jinming's eyes were filled with worry.

Tang Chaoyang's eyes held the look of a wolf.

Wolf-like nature.

They were afraid that the easy money they had just gotten would slip away.

As a result, Yuan Fengming used his wages to buy a chicken for Song Jinming.

Song Jinming's eyes widened in surprise.

My own nephew.

When he received his first paycheck, his first thought was of his family.

Then it's just me.

"Hey, it wouldn't be a loss to kill you." Tang Chaoyang laughed mockingly.

At this moment, however, he was unaware that Song Jinming's mindset had undergone a complete transformation.

The final shot returns to the cramped depths of the mine.

Just like at the beginning.

"Does the child miss home?"

"Your second uncle will take you home."

"I'm not going home; I haven't earned enough money yet."

"Yeah..."

At this moment, Tang Chaoyang swung his hammer down, but it wasn't at Yuan Fengming, but at Song Jinming.

Tang Chaoyang figured it out.

His partner, the fugitive, had changed.

So he thought he might as well take the two compensation payments this time.

Evil breeds in the cramped mine shafts, in the darkness where no one sees the sun.

However, at this moment, Song Jinming, who had not been killed in one blow, got up and fought back.

He turned the tables and killed Tang Chaoyang.

Yuan Fengming is on the run.

Song Jinming's last look.

I even felt a little relieved.

"Child, don't look back."

As the miner pressed the detonation button.

Everything was buried in the dim, blind well.

...