Ye Luoli's Blood-Stained White Clothes

Signs of the ups and downs of life, and the rush of the world, naturally appear in front of us. Turning around and silence, distant mountains and flowing water, the world of mortals and diaries, mottled and memories, all cover up more of the world's fate in the ink-like paint. The sealed diary paper is a little worn and blurred. But every stroke and trace on the paper seems to record thoughts that span thousands of years. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.