Kunai

"Qingyu, come back, I'm waiting for you..." The murmured words reveal a kind of loneliness that has seen through the world of mortals. Who is inducing and who is giving sincerely? Everything seems to be filled with a layer of fog that cannot be solved. The more you explore, the more you are unable to extricate yourself... The tenderness under the tear-stained mole on the left is the shining star in whose eyes? The gentle whisper is the lingering and unpredictable feeling that cannot be resolved, the endless begging for a lifetime, and the sad and desolate shadow on the window... Like the wind and the fog, whose footsteps am I following? Give me a direction, I want to step into the clarified world; give me an answer, I want to know the swaying reality... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.