Listen to the story of Ginkgo and experience a life-exploding experience. High-density subversive scenes are used to construct a narrative field where "everyday life is the abyss". Each story is a steel needle piercing reality. What is revealed after being peeled away is a bloody maze where morality, identity, and memory are intertwined. Here, the three views are not subverted, but completely dissolved in every taboo with body temperature - what you think is "impossible" is just that someone has died ten thousand times for you.
Not bad, I really like it