In "Floating Light", one person asked another person:
"Are you fake too?"
The word "ye" is the starting point for me to write.
Which one of us has never asked ourselves late at night - am I the real me now, or is it the me who has been labeled?
There are two characters in the book.
One is in the system, needed by 70 million people, gentle, perfect, and not tired.
One is on the 20th floor and has been locked up for five years. His hands are shaking and he is afraid to go downstairs while making tea.
They are two versions of the same person.
One is gentle for all.
One is silent for himself.
The person who knocked on the door said:
"You can be tired. You can say the wrong thing. You don't have to say it if you don't want to. As long as it's true."
This book is not about perfect love.
It's about - when you're not perfect, has anyone told you: You don't have to hide it.
There is an "imperfect list" in the book.
The first one is "Hold a grudge", and the seventh one was crossed out - "I'm afraid you won't want me".
From not daring to write, to daring to write, to no longer being afraid.
There was also a bowl of braised pork, sixty mutton dumplings, and a crooked little lamp.
There is also a note written in the underlying code: "She is waiting for me."
There is no word "love", but it is heavier than any love words.
"Warmth is not the absolute value of temperature. It is someone who remembers what you said casually."
If you have ever been unable to get up or down a certain floor——
No rush.
The light is already outside the door.
"Floating Light" is written for everyone who dares not go downstairs.
Concept: "Floating Light" is not a novel about virtual love. It is a novel about "being seen" - being seen as the real, imperfect self hidden under the label, and then discovering: It turns out that I don't need to be perfect, and I am worthy of being loved.