This is the story of the joys and sorrows of a group of people in Nanjing. The people in the story go around in circles, with their hearts outside of life and within their bodies. There are few intense plots in the story, but more of people's quiet thoughts in a dimly lit place. Looking forward to readers who are as quiet as her, she lights up agarwood chips and sits leaning against the incense cage until dawn.
Intention: We go down without going down the same river