After the heavy rain, a rainbow appeared in the sky, it was very beautiful...
Qing Wu looked at the rainbow far away from her, almost obsessed. She raised her hand as pale as snow and touched the only small window with an iron grille that saw the light. When she touched the cold, hard iron fence, Qing Wu quickly retracted her hand and slowly retreated to the darkest corner. Tears slid down his thin face unconsciously. He hugged himself tightly with both hands and cried for a while. He started to laugh - laughing so loudly that he didn't realize it until tears started flowing down his face again, with despair for life and no fear of death, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha