You and I Are Both Mortal

Please do not enter this good night gently, our journey is through the stars and the sea. Dylan Thomas Ye Ziliang looked at the messy room around him. My heart choked up. He rubbed his face with his calloused hands. He is thirty-five this year. Nothing accomplished. My wife Zhao Ling returned to her parents' home with her five-year-old son a week ago. Don't answer calls or text messages. He was not allowed to see his son unless he went through the divorce process. Thinking of his son, Ye Ziliang finally convulsed and cried. The man's cry was particularly frustrating in the empty room. He must live like a father to his son... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.