A short story
Essay
Two male protagonists torture
The broken glass he saw on the rooftop was falling with him at the moment, shining with tiny light in the dusk, as if someone had crushed the stars in the entire city and scattered them on the ground he was about to touch.
Jiang Xun smiled.
Like a madman.
A madman obsessed with love.
The madman who has fallen since then...
"17-27 Years old."
"Zhao Jin, we meet again."
Intention: Be is the normal state of the world
