City ​​Of Mist

I grew up in a single-parent family. When I was a child, my mother told me to be considerate of others. My mother said: "Child, the human heart is made of flesh. You should think more about others and be a good person when you grow up." Later, when I grew up, I was the only one left in the family. Accompanied by a sudden fog, I fell into a coma. After I woke up in a daze, I lay on my bed. My mother's kind call came from the kitchen: "Get up quickly. Why did you go to bed at noon and sleep until night? After cooking, get up and eat!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.