Writer Zdzqjh's First Work
by Writerzdzqjh
About This Novel
Where is this A teenager stood on the streets of Kuala Lumpur and found himself a "foreigner". The app on his mobile phone could not select Malaysia, the child grabbed his mother's clothes and said something he didn't understand, and the mother walked forward without looking back - there was no causal relationship between these things, but together they made him see clearly where he stood for the first time. This is not an article about travel. This is a story about "being seen" - only when you become the one being seen, do you know who you are. This article has no plot, no answers, only a few pictures: a red icon that cannot be downloaded, a back that turns back, and a back that gets smaller and smaller. And standing in the middle is a person. Dedicated to everyone who has ever been "in the middle."
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