Rhapsody of Death and Dreams

When the fragrance of flowers can no longer cover the decaying smell of corpses, and when the flashing neon lights can no longer cover the bodies of displaced people, young man, please wake up from your dream, raise your hands, and do something for this cruel reality. This work is unsystematic, not refreshing, and absolutely non-routine. I hope this work can bring you joy This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.