The wind blows through the sycamore trees of Qianyu Academy, bringing with it the breath of summer, mixed with subtle abnormalities. Si Yang is a young man who wears black-rimmed glasses and is accustomed to hiding himself behind books. His world should be composed of formulas, history and quiet cafes. But some kind of "error" is quietly eroding the texture of daily life: the purple flowers in the courtyard shine with cold metallic light, the food in the cafeteria exudes a non-existent sweetness, the walls of the old teaching building whisper when no one is around, the air in the library trembles with invisible resonance... He captures these details with a sensitivity beyond ordinary people, like deconstructing a precise chess game, only to find that beyond the chessboard is an abyss called "collapse". The fate of the girls around her also swayed - Kiana's vitality hid confusion, Mei's gentleness shone with dangerous lightning, and Bronya's silence hid her all-seeing eyes. Si Yang is just a mortal, hesitant, fearful, and not good at expressing himself, but he is pushed to the center of the stage as he approaches the truth and crisis again and again. Can he protect those small and precious lights with his calm observation, clumsy care, and the courage that quietly grows at critical moments?
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Come on, it looks really good.
Very beautiful, really a good book. Come on, author!