It was written in a very disturbed mental state. Don't look.
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After a car accident, Chen Lin did not die or wake up.
He is stuck in a strange room with no door. But there are three "people": a humming woman who is always drawing electrocardiograms by the window, a mumbling old man who is constantly rummaging in flower pots for "seeds of tomorrow", and a middle-aged man who recites "season rules" with gear eyeballs.
They told him: It was the "wrong spring" and he had seven days left.
During the seven days, the day is a cage of four seasons that is constantly being reset, and the night is an infinitely expanding maze of time and space. He must memorize trading rules, interpret codes amidst the chirping of cicadas, and look at countless failed selves in the mirror.
But gradually he discovered:
Those three people were the embodiment of his obsession.
The car accident was the beginning of his consciousness being trapped, but it was not the end of the truth.
When the bell rings on the seventh night, he will face the final choice:
Trade all your memories for an empty living shell?
Or embrace all the pain and become the fourth rule in this eternal corridor?
There are no monsters here, just an infinitely stretched moment.
There are no ghosts here, only souls that refuse to let go.
When spring starts by mistake, reincarnation takes place for the 27th time - and the last time to save yourself from yourself.
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This book I was inspired by Seasons of Rusty Lake and Samsara Room, Apologize for Everything.
