Cheng Feng, who was only fifteen years old, finally left his hometown for experience. He left Dongze and came to Chungui Mountain, where he worshiped Yunsheng Yaolu, which quickly became famous within ten years.
However, this Yunsheng Yaolu, like all places in the world with secrets, has a backyard that cannot be entered.
Cheng Feng would see something in the backyard.
This face, this body, this medicine house entangled with fate.
This is an attempt at a new way of expression, an attempt to write about people's inner states from different angles. I hope to get a glimpse of the most real vulnerabilities in people's hearts.
I often complain about it as perverted writing, but it should actually be pathological. A distorted image of an exaggerated and aggravated mentality, hoping to be loved...
Another: What if I research the major syndromes and then publish a series of articles... Please be loved! ! ! [Look at my serious face]