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A suspense novel. The work uses a suspenseful story shell, packed with unexpected plots and heart-wrenching suspense, to advance the development of the story. In the surface narrative of the story, the novel wraps thoughts into a strange and tense story, thinking about the boundaries between good and evil, the judgment of right and wrong, the entanglement of human nature and law, the entanglement of justice and love, and narrating the loneliness and fullness of the world. The author Wang Zhezhu is a member of the Chinese Writers Association and a contracted writer with the Guangdong University of Literature.

This book collects seven novellas written and published by Wang Zhezhu, a powerful writer born in the 1980s, in the past two years. Among them, "Nothing Happened" was published in "Youth Literature". It tells the story of a young man who went to college in a small town and lived in the city. He tried to stay in the city but failed. He eventually changed his mind and returned to the small town to inherit his family's handmade sugar shop and use the knowledge he learned to run the sugar shop into a brand. The story is quite similar to Lu Yao's "Life", but contemporary small town youth are no longer the Gao Jialin of yesteryear.

I wrapped the grass and salt in the iron pot with a cloth and asked Aunt Xijun to burn her knees. When Aunt Xijun left, she asked for the remaining grass, saying that she could find it and treat it herself when she got back. My father kept staring at me. Suddenly I was no longer afraid of his gaze and raised my face to look at him. After that incident, it was the first time I looked at my father like this. I thought of that incident again, but it seemed like I wasn't so scared anymore. I wasn't so afraid of remembering it anymore. The strange thing is that when I am not afraid of remembering it, I can't remember it. It's like having an eraser, erasing that thing bit by bit and writing something else on. Even if that thing is there, other things will be covered on it.

This is a novel text with experimental significance. The novel not only writes about the sister as a symbol of warmth, but also as a girl, and even more as a person. It outlines a three-dimensional and growing sister through emotional writing. Each chapter of the book adopts different writing techniques. Each chapter is an independent story but also closely connected. The structure of the work is three-dimensional and multi-faceted, the characters are full-bodied, the story development is jumping and vivid, and it is very readable.

While she was arranging dinner, I went into the bedroom to pack the necessary clothes and the painting tools that I could take with me. I rolled up a slightly formed painting and hid it under the sofa. After running for a long time, I panted and slowed down. At this time, my suspicion was confirmed, and someone was following me. Although it was not surprising to see pedestrians on the road in the middle of the night in the city, I was sure that those footsteps were following mine. I stopped and listened carefully. Yes, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, firm and timid, and then I heard gasping. I turned around and she was standing a few steps away from me, shivering as if she was cold. She squatted down suddenly, hugged her head and knees, and began to cry. The more she cried, the harder she cried, and finally it became a howl.

Ding Chou, a fringe figure in the city, who has a pure soul and pursues a simple life, and his materialistic girlfriend Yao Wanjing, set up a barbecue stall to spend their days. Yao Wanjing finally couldn't stand the temptation and was kept by a rich man. Gao Shuyi has a superior material life, but his soul is empty and his life is empty. When she visited Ding Chou's barbecue stall, she was moved by his simplicity, purity and inner richness, and the two finally came together. The novel describes the misplaced emotions of several misplaced people.

The next days of my life are in this agreement, put on the table, discussed, arranged, and stipulated in black and white. Wang Ruoya thought blankly, full of illusion. She moved her hands to her belly and held them there, as if she could find support. Opposite were brothers Li Liuding and Li Qiding. Wang Ruoya could not keep her eyes on Li Qiding's face. Wang Ruoya was squeezed between her mother and her husband Chen Shi. She didn't know if she could still call him her husband. On the other side of Chen Shi was his mother, who didn't know if she could still call him her mother-in-law. There are agreements, pens and ink pads on the table. Wang Ruoya didn't want to see these things, so she turned her face sideways, but when she saw the marriage certificate on the coffee table, her eyes started to hurt violently. She lowered her head and closed her eyes. The marriage certificate was dangled in front of her face and opened to her, clearly showing: Li Qiding, Wang Ruoya, and a photo of the two of them.