
There Will Be a Fish Named Wang Xinda
by Need A Melon
About This Novel
The rainy days lasted for three and a half weeks, and then clear skies suddenly appeared, making people feel as if they had won a lottery. People who live in high-rise buildings don't dare to look at the sky, because the sky is so blue and black that it makes people dizzy. It had only been sunny for a short while, and a kaleidoscope of wet clothes was draped on the balconies of every house, as if the sun had blasted every house into pieces. The tall buildings in the community are like large square pillars that have just risen from the sea, and are covered with "oysters and kelp" hanging from the ribs. On the first floor, in the courtyard adjacent to the two houses, there are also sheets and bed sheets that have been washed and dried, and there is a plaque of red wolfberries on the fence. Several May gray butterflies the size of fingernails fluttered among the hedges in the two yards. A child of about four years old, with his face raised and his hands open, slowly swam in the yard like a blind man.
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