Yilu Xingchen
About This Novel
We imagine that we are wandering in the stars, so where is our starting point, where is the end of our wandering, that is the place where we were born. It is a short stop when we recall memories. A look back is always followed by someone who cannot forget and cannot let go, just like a flower blooming around us.
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