If I didn't meet you
where will i be
How was your day?
Should life be cherished?
After Ling Yi and Ban Xia got together, he would often think of this song, a song he had only heard once on his father's old record player.
Ling Yi couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he hadn't met Banxia.
Maybe he will wander to the ends of the earth, maybe he will kill all day long, maybe he will become decadent and unable to extricate himself.
In short, it won't be as peaceful and beautiful as it is now.
Reader comments
A work with a strong personal style, cynical background + cold-eyed mockery. It looks coldly at the spectators and mocks the old and decayed rules. Like drunken vomit or dirty snow, there is judgment and prejudice against women. Women are either coquettish bitches or mediocre in appearance (this writing is to mock the underlying rules of gaze, but they are also played by the rules). It is unpleasant to read, but the emotion is strong enough. It is too mocking and ironic, The characters are vaguely wearing masks, but when taken off they look thin. The tone is sometimes harsh.
A rare work, with scalpel-like precision and madness like Baudelaire scolding Paris as a putrid corpse.
A work with a strong personal style, cynical background + cold-eyed mockery. It looks coldly at the spectators and mocks the old and decayed rules. Like drunken vomit or dirty snow, there is judgment and prejudice against women. Women are either coquettish bitches or mediocre in appearance (this writing is to mock the underlying rules of gaze, but they are also played by the rules). It is unpleasant to read, but the emotion is strong enough. It is too mocking and ironic, The characters are vaguely wearing masks, but when taken off they look thin. The tone is sometimes harsh. A rare work, with scalpel-like precision and madness like Baudelaire scolding Paris as a putrid corpse.