The storyline is simple, but details the psychological changes of the two protagonists. Both protagonists grew up in the context of war, and shooting is no stranger to them. The protagonist A is the shooter, and as a teenager he's willing to do anything to get the ballroom and Sammy's approval. So he fired, three shots. In front of the protagonist B, who was obsessed with kicking the ball against the wall, he shot his brother who was watching TV to death. They looked at each other, but A didn't kill B. Then what? Because of his successful shooting, A entered the dance hall and drank like an adult. But B bears the reason for his brother's death. He became a "murderer" because he couldn't stop him, and he suffered accusations and indifference from his mother for 33 years. After that, his family died one after another, and he was burdened with such a crime for 33 years, living in poverty. You know, he's a paranoid, he was a kid who could play football all the time just to break records, and that burden will gradually increase over time. Later, A had the opportunity to meet B. To him, he was nothing but a tool. It is a tool for rich man B's repentance and a tool for the ratings of the program group. No one really understands him, and no one really understands the pain he has been carrying for 33 years. He feels angry and unwilling. But he is no longer the helpless child he used to be. He can choose actively whether to become a "shooter" to balance his inner unwillingness and enjoy five minutes in heaven. "he is in the car now. It reminds me of my reconciliation with my mom. I have always understood the difficulties at home, and I have always been obedient and sensible, so I will not accuse my parents of neglecting and being unfair to me. One day I had enough to endure, and I converted my inner depression into text and sent it to my mother. After I posted it, I had already put it down, or my mind had left the house. But on the third day after the post, she called me, made a video call, and did not respond directly to the text I sent. She asked, "Is it cold over there? Do you want me to buy you a pair of shoes?" At that moment, I put it down. Because she really knew and understood the knot in my heart, even though she didn't apologize, didn't cry for me to forgive her.
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