In 1991, a modern soul crashed into the body of the "taker" at the wedding scene. The conspiracy of getting pregnant out of wedlock, the collapse of the state-owned enterprise family, and the bloodthirsty peeping of the onlookers all together created a web that trapped everyone - some wanted to escape back to the future, while others wanted to drown in the past.
*Suffocated era slice*
The streets with burning coal briquettes, the yellowed family planning posters, the trendy suits hanging in tailor shops... Every detail is a scalpel piercing the 1990s, cutting open the abscess of collective anxiety on the eve of the layoff wave.
*Three-way mirror character dilemma*
The time-travelers are torn between hitting the wall and accepting their fate, the unmarried mothers are wandering on the edge of calculation and motherhood, and the saliva of the onlookers turns into knives that kill people without blood - all of them are evil people, all of them are trapped beasts.
*The smell of blood in the marriage market*
The bride price is a scale, the fetus is a weight, love becomes a luxury product in the face of survival, and the mother-in-law who suddenly increases the price at the wedding is like a butcher selling food in the market.
*The ambiguous boundary between madness and sanity*
When the time traveler was tied up as a madman, the real madness spread among the onlookers' snickers - who was in 1991 and who was in 2024?
(It is not a cool novel, there is no slap-in-the-face plot, the pace is slow, about thirty chapters are all foreshadowing, readers who don't like this kind of works should be cautious, please don't bother me, thank you very much)
