The sunshine at half past two in the afternoon shines lazily into "Youjian Study Room" as if it has been washed by water.
Dust danced haphazardly in the beam of light, and the air was filled with old paper, ink, and a faint musty smell. This is the taste of time and Gu Fan's lullaby.
He was slumped on the weathered wicker chair behind the counter in a posture that was close to liquefaction.
The creaking sound of the wicker chair was his only interaction with the world.
On the screen of the mobile phone, an ancient puppet show with a rating of 3.2 Was reaching its climax. The hero said to the heroine affectionately: "For you, I am willing to be the enemy of this world!"
