The lights of this city always stay on day and night, and the trunk of the huge crabapple tree in the city center is dry and the same throughout the seasons. A blue swallowtail butterfly is perched on the treetop, its wings reflecting the colorful starlight.
Shi Wenmo was lying on the roof made of stones. Even from a long distance away, the colorful neon lights hanging on the crabapple tree were still dazzling. He breathed a sigh of relief. Thick clouds blocked the path of the stars, and even the moon was hidden, appearing and disappearing. The sky is exceptionally dark today.
Qu Yue touched the orange cat's chubby cheek, and the messages on her phone kept flashing. "Today is Shi Wenmo's birthday. How about making him something delicious..." +
Pu Xun's figure flickered under the moonlight. In the dark night, colorful flames and smoke were like blooming flowers, and huge roars and screams pierced the silence. The black and white suit is dyed with patches of red, like the cinnabar dotted on the paper, like the red lotus blooming in the ruins.
The wind in the distance blew through the streets and alleys. The once bustling streets were now in ruins. Tang Shuqing was dressed in black, with a huge hat covering his entire face.
Dongxue stood among the rows of tombstones. He reached out and touched the stone tablet in front of him, wiping off the water droplets stuck to it. The image of Feng Qiu smiling in front of him and lying in his arms and those happy fragments emerged in an instant.
Tang Hechen sat paralyzed in the splendid lobby, staring blankly at the twisted faces and broken bodies of his relatives, repeating the same lines over and over again. Wang Xinzhe stood behind him, not knowing how to comfort him. The bright moon was in the sky, and Tang Hechen's heart-wrenching cries echoed through the Tang house. "Wang Xinzhe, why don't you love me?"
Intention: This is a test about life. You want to live, I want to live, humans want to live.