When Money Falls and Flowers Are Picked at Night

The chaos, chaos, darkness, war in the world... The warmth, tenderness, order, calmness of the world... In the rainy night, some people are struggling on the road to escape, some are changing their children to eat when they are hungry; some are drunk and dreaming of death under the feasting lights; and some are moving forward in the darkness, looking for that glimmer of light... Everything seems so out of place, but it actually exists. How should people under this sky face this increasingly fascinating world? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.