The moonlight is faint, the stars are faint, and the night in the suburbs comes very quickly and is very cold. The outlines of mountains are faintly visible in the distance, and nearby trees cover the sky and the moon. When the evening breeze blows in the forest, the leaves rustle and the coolness spreads all over the mountains and plains.
And in this mountain forest, there are actually lights flickering.
The fire crackled and the flames rolled. The person who started the fire stared closely at the rabbit meat on the fire, which had been roasted until golden.
Bursts of cold wind swept in, carrying murderous intent, and the feeling of being spied on became more and more intense. But the man was still sitting leisurely, turning the rabbit meat with one hand and sprinkling the seasonings with the other. His expression was focused and his movements were slow, as if he was doing something extremely important.
I will not move until the enemy is immovable.
After such a long stalemate, both he and the person hiding in the dark were still very patient.
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There is a huge river and lake living in my heart, in which the characters are either crazy, cruel, or naive and weak. These people are entangled and intertwined into a network to form this complex river and lake.
I have been imagining this world for five years. During this period, I started writing it intermittently several times, but I stopped writing because I couldn't achieve the feeling I wanted. I picked it up again today, hoping to finish telling the story and give life to these people.
This story is just a relatively marginal story in that complicated and treacherous world.
Whether it's Xiao Su's madness and open-mindedness, Shu Yuan's strength and gentleness, Mu Xian's stubbornness and kindness, Xie Qian's innocence and loyalty, or Fang Qinghe's paranoid and crazy pursuit of medicine, I admire them all.