Next to the noisy streets are rows of towering plane trees. The sun's rays pass through the branches and leaves of the plane trees and cast mottled shadows on the ground. The temperature is frighteningly high. There are almost no pedestrians on the road, only cars driving at high speed.
There was only one person standing in the middle of the door of University A General Hospital. He raised one arm high to the sun, stretched out his five fingers, squinted slightly, looked at the fingers that were slightly transparent under the sun, tilted his head, and raised the corners of his lips, "I will disappear under the sun one day, right?"
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There is no good writing, no particularly attractive plot, just a story about Zuo Anan.