The Most Complete Fragment of Time

A human is the sum of divinity and animal nature. It was the summer of 2013, and the cicadas never stopped singing, their cries unusually shrill and clamorous. The little one who had taken seven years to emerge from its shell, Lin Ge's song circling again and again in my ears, the muddy school field where you and I once lingered: time is a one-way journey. Now the World Trade Center, the Oriental Pearl Tower, and the Canton Tower, those insubstantial things, have taken the place of everything. I only want to hold your hand and cry with you, savoring the moment. "Today the cicadas suddenly cry. How can a traveler not feel moved? In a flash, another year has aged me, stirring countless feelings." From then on, there were no more cicada songs, only your song.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.