Qiankun

The joys, sorrows and joys of the day compose the colors of the night. I've seen enough of the joys and sorrows of the world at the funeral parlor. . . I thought people would feel decent and relieved when they said goodbye for the last time. It wasn't until one day when I encountered a different funeral that I truly saw the darkness and hope in the world. My name is Chen Mo, left black and right dog! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.