Library

In Beech Street lived a postman named Bilodeau. He is lonely and silent. After finishing his work every day, he returns to his empty apartment to spend time alone. Until one day, he saw a letter from Guadeloupe. There were only three lines in the letter, which was a short poem: Time is like flowing water, hesitating again and again, falling in love on the rugged rocks. Snooping into other people's letters brought a hidden joy to his lonely life, and it also made him very interested in the sender... Destiny is a red ring, more like a rotating ring of fire. The snake is biting its own tail, and time is slowly devouring itself.