Backlight Like Sorrow

About This Novel

Ruimu sniffed, walking aimlessly on the street alone, the shadows under her feet slanting and straightening, and then she grinned, as bright as a flower in this season. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, her shadow finally formed a 40-degree angle with herself. She raised her head and squinted her eyes. The maze-like city was swallowing her up little by little, but she could only look around and walk like this, unable to do anything. "Did you lose something important?" He was the only one who spoke to Ruimu that afternoon, but the tears in the eyes of the girl in front of him made the man a little overwhelmed. Her greasy hair was hanging messily, and the skin on her face began to turn red from crying. Only her eyes were bright, and her tears were as transparent as crystal, falling down in large pieces. In a city like this, it's rare to see a sloppy girl like Mizuki, and he is the only one who would follow Mizuki for so long. That's right, his name is Li Sheng, a famous photographer in this city who spends a lot of time wandering around.

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