Life is like a flower, you don't always see it when it blooms. Such a story takes place in a border town. With my hobbies, I can almost go to any lengths to imagine a handsome young man as the protagonist. His beautiful eyes longingly attract the attention of readers, and then he dies cruelly, like a lily branch broken in the wind and rain, withering in the air in an almost crazy and wanton life.
However, not at all. This time I tried to write a good story instead of attracting attention with cruel superficiality.