The sun was about to break through, and the shriek of police sirens tore through the dawn. In a hazy state, Shan Yi seemed to see a dirty hand stained with dust holding another clean corner of clothes on a stone road, saw splashing stones in a dirty pond, and saw a vegetable patch that still smelled like manure. When his soul was experiencing unreal ups and downs, this wandering boy inevitably thought so. He longed for it, and the sunlight hit his pale face through the cracks, and he caught the last drifting consciousness.
"Mo Tianyun, run away again." The dying boy heard himself say.
Concept: An accidental love affair