The Rebirth of the U

A young man sat in the car, his expression dazed. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked pale, but there was still a glimmer of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,Until that snowy night, when someone brought back his already cold body, he cried uncontrollably.,At this moment, the old man is excitedly opening an ancient box. He takes out a painting from the box and unfolds it, admiring it.。