How would you describe the world you live in?
No matter how long it takes, it is just a lengthy closing ceremony, with neither the playful overture nor the relaxing process missing.
Just like the grand farewell made by the setting sun in the dusk, it is so dazzling, but whether it is the cold blue sky that gradually emerges from the dark red glow, or the lingering coolness that is obviously gaining the upper hand, they all reveal the essence of this farewell mirage. Even happiness that can be measured in light years is just an illusion created by the pulling of a wide-angle lens.
That should be it.
Every time I feel happy, I feel anxious and uneasy.
In order to ignore this uneasiness, I have to smile harder.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
