This is the stormy Shanghai Beach. People are feasting and reveling here. Here is fanaticism, here is madness, everything here seems to be dyed with colorful neon lights, so beautiful that it is dazzling. All the famous families are crazy here. Escape, subversion, torture, disappearance, despair. This is reincarnation, this is a dream. Misty and rainy, gray walls and stone bricks. A black oilcloth umbrella was held up, and a person stood at the entrance of the alley. Suddenly the picture was broken, spreading out in circles like water ripples, blurred, and gone.