Wenhai is spending his summer vacation.
She is a melancholy literary youth who specializes in a low-key niche and sounds high-end. When she has nothing to do, she likes to open Dostoyevsky's book and put her mobile phone in it. She plays "Moscow Suburbs at Night" in her earphones and randomly imagines the explosion of the world. She has a clear mind and dances while walking.
She has no self-motivation at all, and her self-discipline is even worse. She can fly with confidence at the end of the semester and always follow the line. Although she can't speak fluent Russian at all, fortunately, she is better at making up.
She was sitting in the subway on her way home. It was crowded and there was no seat. The news was playing on the video software, and the host's mouth opened and closed.
"Please... Please... Please note that the game is logged in." A harsh voice came from the radio.
All the lights went out at once, and Wen Hai sat in the empty subway and looked around blankly.
She lowered her head and saw that her hands were covered in thick red liquid.
Intention: Walk towards the light
