Jiangcheng is a thousand-year-old city steeped in culture.
As smoke rises from the ancient well, the old Taoist prophecy - a world-famous scholar will emerge here, but he will be a "waste".
Meng Yifei, the first person in Jiangcheng's literary world, is already famous all over the world at the age of forty-two. But when his talent was at its peak, it was when his talent and ideas were exhausted. I sat in the study all day and couldn't write a word; I ate at the same table with my wife and couldn't say a word. He exiled himself in lust, numbed himself in the drinking game, and rotted away little by little in the pursuit of capital.
Until the lawsuit is lost, the lover leaves, the wife is heartbroken, and the mother is critically ill - "You have lost your soul."
He decided to flee the city. At the station, he suddenly fell ill and fell to the ground, unable to finish his last words.
The sound of the flute remains, and the city walls remain. A teenager picked up his book at a used bookstall and opened the first page under the desk lamp. Even if the city is deserted, someone will always wake up.
A contemporary worldly novel about the fall of a talented man, the end of the literary context, and the glimmer of light still remaining in the ruins.
