Forest

A leaf floated in front of me, and the tree that concealed our dreams fell down, right in front of me, and I was powerless to do anything. Self-blame and guilt filled my heart in an instant, flowing along the blood vessels to every part of my body, including my fingers, eyes, and even hair. I don't know how to face you. I promised you that I would protect it. Before, I looked forward to death, because when I saw you, I would say: "It is still there, still standing there." But now I am afraid of death and dare not face you. ——Wen Nie This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.