My name is Bai Mo, a student who is about to graduate from high school. A birthday party instantly turned into a life-devouring abyss.
The lights flickered strangely, and the hands stretched out from the shadows were cold and biting. A pale candle was firmly thrust into my hand, and the voice of my former classmate was filled with inhuman trembling...
"Take this white candle! Don't let it go out... Go! Get out of here..."
The candle flame was weak, swaying crazily in the thick darkness. I ran away, but there was deathly silence behind me, and it seemed like there were countless pairs of eyes peering at me. The cold knowledge tears apart all illusions:
"Everything is fake! This party, everything... Is fake, right?!"
Despair is like an icy water initiation. Under the candlelight, the warmth of home became the most distant luxury. A thought stabbed sharply in the boundless terror: "I want to go home... I just want to have one last meal with my parents before I die..."
The candle shadow swayed, and every sway seemed to be counting down my remaining life...
Reader comments
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It looks okay so far
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The book written by the author has fluent language, relaxed writing, extremely accurate and vivid, rich and real emotions, and is full of wit and fun. It is hard to put down when reading it!
It looks okay so far Bo'er, why are you gone? I want to keep it to read a few more chapters.
The plot is lively and interesting, expressing the author's homesickness.