Lin Xia met a mysterious old man in a cafe and received a seemingly ordinary notebook, but she didn't know that this was about to change her destiny.
The notebook contains detailed records of Lin Xia's life details, including even her most private psychological activities.
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While the mycologist's great-grandson was mixing the minutes of the rulers' meetings into cold dishes, Nora's granddaughter was carving memory amber with a mechanical scorpion tail. The first word the Bingtan family's newborn said when he opened his eyes was "sweet", and the mycelium in the incubator immediately bloomed into chocolate flowers. The quantum afterimage of Night Ember occasionally passes through the steam of the soup pot, and writes a new recipe at the moment when the bacteria rainbow appears:
"Take three grams of regret, two spoonfuls of starlight, along with the cross-century longing, and simmer until all the scars bloom."
And on the streets of New York after every rain, there will always be mycelium automatically weaving into Lin Xia's shadow. She no longer nursed the stars, but hummed softly until the latest cries and the oldest laughter turned into honey in the morning light.
Each character is a human specimen in the image of Science and Technology News, performing apocalyptic prophecies in a dirty romance.
While the mycologist's great-grandson was mixing the minutes of the rulers' meetings into cold dishes, Nora's granddaughter was carving memory amber with a mechanical scorpion tail. The first word the Bingtan family's newborn said when he opened his eyes was "sweet", and the mycelium in the incubator immediately bloomed into chocolate flowers. The quantum afterimage of Night Ember occasionally passes through the steam of the soup pot, and writes a new recipe at the moment when the bacteria rainbow appears: "Take three grams of regret, two spoonfuls of starlight, along with the cross-century longing, and simmer until all the scars bloom." And on the streets of New York after every rain, there will always be mycelium automatically weaving into Lin Xia's shadow. She no longer nursed the stars, but hummed softly until the latest cries and the oldest laughter turned into honey in the morning light. Each character is a human specimen in the image of Science and Technology News, performing apocalyptic prophecies in a dirty romance.
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