The Demon Gate of Another World

Who thinks of the west wind, all alone?

Yellow leaves rustle as they shut the sparse windows; lost in thought over the past, I stand in the setting sun.

Don't wake me from my spring slumber with wine still on my breath. We played the book game and spilled the tea, and back then I thought it was all quite ordinary.

In the instant Lin Mu was struck by lightning, memories from more than a decade of his life played back before his eyes as clearly as a movie...

Time makes the deep things grow deeper, and the shallow things grow shallower. Take things less seriously, and you'll hurt less. Time passes, things fade, and that's that. Don't wait for people or things that aren't worth waiting for. Don't wound a heart or feelings that shouldn't be wounded. Perhaps it takes a very, very long time to understand what kind of person, and what kind of things, you truly miss.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.