After the rain in the summer of 2053, he and her reunited. On this rainy day, brother, are you here... Have you come to kill me? Brother is holding his head, crying all over his face. No, brother is coming to take you home and cook your favorite braised pork. A burst of white light flashes through the memory. There are smiles, sadness, pain, and a heart that beats hot. With the fluctuations, the eight carved fragments finally come together to open the door to a new time and space. This is the first time I have written a book. I hope readers will like it.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
