On the 30Th Day After My Death, a New Person Came Through the Door.

I never thought that I would see her again on the thirtieth day of my amnesia. Her smile was as bright as a flower, and her eyes were intoxicating. My clothes are in rags and I don't know my way home. Goodbye, Miao Jiang. Goodbye, my love. May you have a peaceful life and no tears in your life. Concept: Some love is love.