Backlight Alone

About This Novel

Lin Wan's youth was a long walk with the backlight on. No one held a lamp for her, so she gave birth to the phosphorus fire in her bones and blood. On the day she gave up school at the age of eighteen, she didn't cry or make a fuss. She just folded the handkerchief that her mother had coughed up blood and put it in the bottom of the box, turned around and jumped on the green train bound for Jiangcheng. The shadow of the trees receding outside the car window was the escape route she had cut off with her own hands. The neon lights of the city never stayed on her face, and only taught her two things: to become beautiful, and to become hardened. She uses her purest eyebrows as a shield to block the covetous hands; she uses her smoothest fake smile as a spear to pierce the strife in the workplace. The 500 yuan she sends home every month always says "buy meat to eat" in the message box - that is a dream she created for her mother that does not need to be broken. Later, she became the most dazzling "lone light" on the Internet. Fifty million people watched her talk about "heroine thinking" in the live broadcast room, but no one knew that behind the sonorous words were the painkillers she swallowed while curled up in the rental house late at night, the philistineness and shrewdness she was forced out of by life, which was completely opposite to her appearance. When she finally brought her mother into the sunroom, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the traffic flowing like a river downstairs. The light finally hit her, late but there. "I don't wait for the light, I walk towards the light, even if my back is to heaven and earth."

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