Northern Border God

Jiang Ye, cloaked in the darkness of wind, stood like a steel blade before the dilapidated clinic, allowing withered leaves to fall upon his broad shoulders.,"His father, driven out of the family, was unable to bear the hardship and attempted suicide. He failed and broke both legs in the fall. Since then he has been bedridden.,"The mother is a street vendor selling vegetables and fruits to make a living."。