Tan has lived in this world of declining literature for more than forty years. He has seen some familiar names of writers, but has no friends of his own.
Until one day, he saw a child - it was clearly the face of his friend in his previous life.
What kind of plot is this where I gave birth to you before I gave birth to you, but you gave birth to me and I am already old!
But it didn't matter. He decisively sent out the invitation, but was shot dead by a subordinate with ulterior motives on the day he returned to Yokohama.
Is he possessed by some evil spirit?
He died with a heart full of reluctance.
Fifteen years after his death, his friends dug his grave and pulled him out.
Purpose: People must learn to tolerate their own imperfections