World

On the bank of the river, a person was holding a wine glass in his hand and thinking blankly about why it was like this. The red blood slowly dissipated from the body, and the body merged with the dusk. The wine glass in his hand began to fall, and fell into the calm river with a splash, stirring up white water spray. With a rapid trumpet sound, the whole city was instantly brightly lit... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.