Time Says He Doesn't Remember

I heard that a writer on Blue Star said hundreds of years ago: To be, or not to be: that is the question

For Jincheng, life is a bastard. It never lets anyone who takes it seriously live in peace.

For Changning, life is a debt collector, constantly driving him like a startled bird to flee in every direction.

And for Adu, life is today. The past and future don't matter. There's only this very moment.

On a rare sunny day in Black Street, in a clear, windless afternoon, Adu lies dozing on a massive boulder in the wooded area.

Dappled light filters through the leaves onto his face. It's warm and comfortable.

As he lies there, Adu suddenly feels that he's been here before.

As if on some day many years ago, on another gentle afternoon just like this one, he lost someone.

As if it were fate, as if it were the will of heaven.