The first ray of the rising sun shines on the tears in the corners of his eyes. There is a story that belongs to him in those tears. He was very happy, and at the end I could hear his words "I like you."
He fell to the ground calmly, curled up like a kitten that had been thrown to death. The man knelt on the ground, crying quietly and said from his mouth: "Brother, I like you too."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
