Seven Days of Lies

Are the blood-red cracks in the sky the judgment of gods or the hope of mankind? When everything comes to the city, the fog of unknown becomes the prevailing theme. The collision of human nature and animal nature, the intertwining of sensibility and rationality, everyone is trapped in the cycle of July and annihilates themselves. My name is Huang Li. When you see this paragraph, I am going to start lying... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.