The tragic death of a simple village boy, Vanya, bursts into the destinies of people, breaking the usual mechanism of life, knocking the ground out from under the feet of both those closest and complete strangers, like an explosion. But in the scorched area, new shoots gradually sprout, because life does not tolerate emptiness. And where death has swept away, love sows and grows; Where yesterday there were only thorns, today beautiful flowers will bloom. “It turns out that your friend’s life brought you to the fleet, and his death returned you to me.” “They killed him with a blow straight to the heart.” If only you knew what it is like, Vanka’s heart!..