I can't imagine how much pain you were feeling, it was so hard just to hear it. This is what sixteen-year-old Yu Le said to twenty-five-year-old Baizhu. A fire broke out when he was ten years old, forcing Bai Zhu to grow up and transform. He climbed out of the fire, but his parents only cared about their infant brother. His arm was bruised and bleeding. The vase on the cabinet fell to pieces and fell into pieces. The fragments pierced his calf. The fire gradually increased and he cried at the top of his lungs. But the parents had already escaped from the fire with their younger brother in their arms... The fire burned not only the house, but also Baizhu's home. Before finishing high school, I decided to work outside of town. Alone in the rental house, the fire always entered his dreams. Bai Zhu began to feel a little dazed. As he walked on the road, he thought that this might be the case for the rest of his life. When I returned to the rental house, I heard jingling noises from next door, probably from the new neighbor who had moved in. There was a knock on the door, and a junior high school student in school uniform stood outside. Hello, I just moved here. This is a snack made by my mother. I want to bring a plate for you...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
