Wen Chuanji's first task as an intern in the editorial department was to assist editor Qi Shen in connecting with a new writer named "Mi Bai" to publish his novel.
"Mr. Mibai, what kind of special story is there?" The young man in the wheelchair just smiled palely, "Nothing special, very ordinary."
He said this is a story that spans about 9 years.
"There are rumors that there are people living in the abandoned Nanlu Mountain Tunnel on the mountain. I am the only one who knows that it is just a boy with burgundy hair squatting at the entrance of the tunnel and singing."
In 2013, 19-year-old Lin Zibai met the free-spirited Yu Weizhou. He always seemed to be teasing others when he spoke, and he always looked at himself carelessly, "What do you think I am?!" Lin Zibai thought.
Later, at the top of Nanlu Mountain, "How about a Polaroid photo? To commemorate the first anniversary of our acquaintance."
This period of time flew by like fireworks, leaving what seemed like a nightmare. Lin Zibai did not remember much, only the cliff, pain, and the chains that trapped people. He fainted, and when he woke up, the familiar face was playing on the TV in front of him. He was boasting about the architectural design that he was most proud of.
Only when everyone grows up will they understand what drama is in real life.
The author's thoughts: A bit outrageous story? ! Let me open my mind first
Intention: None yet