I want to kidnap your voice and breathe on your lips all night long.
The first time Chi Ka heard Mu Yan's voice was under the willow tree in early summer. The stereo in the roadside video store seemed to have lost its previous noise that day, restoring the song's original appearance.
It was a small climax, a falsetto play, that tune, ethereal and graceful, seemed to flow into the heart, unable to be removed, unable to break away, being dominated and pulled along with the voice...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
