There Is a Bell in Nanshan

You always look like you have no regrets, your bell is always ringing briskly, but I can't see your back. I listened to the soft sound along the way, which was a symphony leading to hell. You always ask me why I always like you. I said: "Because it's you, that's why I always like you." Run, run to a place I can never find. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.