I have been in and out of the prison for more than 20 years, and I have never done anything wrong.
This is a novel about "living". It's not a cool novel, but a story about an ordinary person who was thrown into the meat grinder of power and had to grind and swallow his modern soul bit by bit in order to survive.
Twenty years later, Huo Guang stood at the highest point of Weiyang Palace, looking at the lights of thousands of families in Chang'an City. He could no longer remember what kind of person Lin Guang was back then.
If measured by the rest of life, every silent night is a small death.
