"I" first-person perspective, youthful and sad literature
Mysterious but a little crazy T vs world-weary and a little crazy P
My ex-girlfriend was killed in a crash. When I was sorting out her manuscripts, I traveled through the novels she wrote and met herself and me in her writing.
Who is she? In the novel, she is herself in various periods of her life, a female poet of the last century, a chemical researcher, a migrant worker, me, a mother, a time traveler, an animal, paper, and stone. She forms her own universe, she dissects herself, and I dive from her words to touch the love that I have never dared to touch.
Very strange, slow to warm up, fate changes
Concept: Love and life are two different things, life and writing are two different things