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In this mortal world, we meet by chance. The ebb and flow of life. Makoto: The moon dew clears the dream for a long time, The lone star in the rouge water makes love sad, Jun Zhuozi's heart turns into rain, The meandering Mingxia is full of red makeup.

The novel is adapted from the living environment in the northern countryside and what it sees and hears. The original intention of the creation is to encourage myself to never forget to move forward at any time. Some of them are dead, some are old; sometimes they are wise, sometimes they are stubborn... People and scenery are lingering memories. Those who could not understand them in the past were unwilling to understand them. But now that we look at them, we realize that life has its own profound meaning. Only through experience can we grow. After we grow up, we will look back at our deceased relatives and be filled with pure longing for them. I hope this book can help me and my daughter to know the beauty of life, and learn to be kind to dreams and setbacks. You can be what you want to be, every moment.

The city is eating its own shadow. When the glass curtain walls of Linjiang New District reflect the 86,400th sunrise, the gas pipelines in the old city are leaking two million cubic meters of rusty water. The nanorobots in the genetic diagnosis and treatment center flow in the veins of the elite, while the wild cats in the abandoned cotton mills are still licking the oil from thirty years ago. People say that this is the labor pain of the times, until one day the labor pain begins to ooze human blood. We met at midnight when the heavy rain washed away the impure sins. He held the final letter from the deceased's sister, and I held the recording of Master's last phone call. The moment a strong flashlight cut through the thick darkness, thirty-seven layers of unsolved cases were silently and spontaneously combusted in the evidence room. The nanoscale code emerging from the ashes was playing a requiem in the blood of two million citizens. Now, feel the vein on the inside of your wrist. Don't be alarmed if you feel the squirming movement of tiny metals; they are just fetal movements during childbirth in the new world. Just when the triangle mark appears on the skin of the person next to you, remember to open this book - in the area bordering the blind spot of surveillance and the blind spot of memory, Zhou Yan and I left behind all the bloody truth. After all, in this shadow-devouring city, even death will rust.

Well, you look down on me because I'm just a student. I wonder if you have ever heard of "Pipa Xing". Uh-huh, I will use my talents to conquer the world in my next rebirth. Ding: Host, you are an idiot.

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