One year after Halley’s Comet streaked across the sky, I was born into a happy family.
Then, without warning, my father killed himself, and my mother went mad soon after. I encountered the first mystery of my life: a huge blue bubble.
From then on, I lived in another world, one far more vivid and colorful than this one.
I became fascinated with lightning. It was a silver-white dragon, and its rumbling was the dragon’s roar.
As a child, I saw a ghostly figure on the roof of the school building. But the ghost was none other than me. That was the second mystery of my life.
One day, I received a letter:
“Do you remember the ghost we saw back then? I think I’ve found some clues. I’ll contact you once I catch them., Yang Yiyi”
Some mysteries were never meant to be answered by me. They began because of me, but their truth would only be revealed after I died.
