Silence

Revising and organizing the story [Not abandoned! Not abandoned! Not abandoned!]

The story has four volumes, with an estimated length of around 300,000 words.

Book of Rites, Monthly Ordinances: "In the second month of autumn, day and night are equal, and thunder begins to fall silent."

A celibate, cold, and aloof introvert seme × a flamboyant, independent, talented, arrogant, and elegant uke + equally matched strength + older seme

Lin Xian, 27 × Di Hao, 20

An awakening to equality after repeated struggles against oppression.

Until the day she died, she never imagined how twisted the relationship she had once been in was. The worldly notions that had dressed themselves up as refinement finally bared their bloodied fangs, tearing at the hem of her skirt.

Even her life had been taken for granted, so taking it away seemed all too easy.

The professor's hair had somehow come loose. Di Hao watched the silver glint on his chest reflect a dazzling white light at a certain angle, then gradually disappear beneath the shadows that kept folding over one another.

Di Hao's fingers passed through the rings of time wound around the fir tree. In the eyes so close to his, he saw himself looking uncertain. He couldn't tell whether it was a reflection from the lenses or some objective phenomenon like refraction. Lin Xian pressed his forehead against Di Hao's. At last, neither of them could see a single ray of light. They could only feel their outlines being redrawn.

The Star of David followed the direction of the shield's fracture, falling into the last sliver of white light.

Rain beat down on the whole city, now and then, as if Heaven were mercilessly punishing sinners indulging in pleasure.

Those who keep silent are accomplices, too.

"Sheng sheng" means "be quiet" in Cantonese.