This is a tangled story about a madman who leaves a mental hospital and a group of madmen outside the mental hospital.
The first half of her life was like a duckweed on the water, and the rest of her life was floating away. The moment of clarity was earth-shattering.
Where is this place? Where am I?
What Jiang Fusheng answered was the cold stone walls covered with moss and the heavily locked rusty doors inside the mental hospital.
There was no panic in Fusheng's heart. She just cast her lonely eyes out the window. There was a touch of desolation and confusion on her tired little face. She finally understood where the impatience and emptiness in her mind came from. . . . . . .
This is a newly opened pit. If you like it, please add it to your collection.
Here, there is love, adultery, and a lot of messy emotions.