The only thing we can trust is ourselves

The fate of a pawn has never been in his own hands. Once he overestimates his usefulness and irreplaceability, it is like a blind man walking a tightrope. From the beginning to the end, the protagonist does not realize that he is just a BOSS. It’s just a discarded chess piece. In the eyes of the BOSS, there is only the difference between "useful" and "useless". You are dead, it doesn't matter, who's next? He holds the naive idea that one day can change his destiny. I thought that by removing a conspicuous stumbling block, I would rest assured that I would be able to step forward boldly. The rule of survival of the underworld: at a critical moment, if you suddenly soften your heart or give birth to even a little compassion, the next second, you will not die but you.

The protagonist’s care and sense of responsibility for his family, his love for his old lover, his kindness to his old classmates, and the most outrageous thing is that he even regarded the next group as a "family". These all fully demonstrate that he is a kind-hearted person, from the bottom of his heart. There is a person who longs for warmth, and there are warm things that have been breeding in his heart. How can such a kind of affection and righteousness, emotionally overflowing personality survive in the underworld? Sooner or later, you have to die. The director probably wanted to express: kind people are hard to survive, so those who survive, can become bosses, and can laugh to the end must be the most cruel, ruthless, and old-fashioned. . . The "excellent elite" among the villains. When you think you are cruel enough, you haven’t gotten started yet. When you think you’re bad enough, you are still far behind. This is the sorrow of a good-natured person, because this is a world of wicked people who want to survive. Going on, only to become worse than the wicked. So if you want to know what kind of person you are, just look at your current social status (hahaha). . .


Don't blame those who betray you. They are not at fault. The fault is that you chose to trust yourself, and others did not force you to do so. Maybe the only thing we can trust in this world is ourselves.

The final fate of the protagonist is not accidental but inevitable. Sooner or later there will be this or that "back wave" that slaps his "front wave" steadily on the beach, and then repeats infinitely. . .

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