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QQ chat record on May 1st Liu Baiyi: Happy holidays! Chen Huihui: Oh, happy. Liu Baiyi: Today is a holiday and there is no one in the office. I secretly came online, hoping to meet you. Chen Huihui: I didn't expect that we are all equally bored, haha. Liu Baiyi: Although I don't know whether you are a boy or a girl, it seems... Chen Huihui: What? Liu Baiyi: I am quite destined to you. Chen Huihui: Come on, bullshit fate. In this way, all living things on the earth are destined, because they are all on the same earth... Liu Baiyi: Well, what you said makes sense, then you should be a man.

Tang Feng, a second-generation rich man, made a joke that caused a female employee of the company to commit suicide, and he began a journey of "inner escape". Accompanying him on his journey was an attic notebook that was almost burned. The attic notes are a relic of Tang Feng's aunt. During this journey intertwined with indulgence, introspection, and self-redemption, he kept reading the attic notes, trying to trace the clues about his aunt's suicide twenty years ago. Later, he happened to meet Wu Jianjian, who had a cold and arrogant personality, and was taken to a place called "Chan Chan Village" by her. It was a modern peach blossom land, and the villagers had their own sufferings and liberations. The mysterious village of Chan Chan fascinates outsiders. Tang Feng encountered some ridiculous things in Chantang Village, and even took risks to rescue Wu Jianjian. In the only way to escape from Mao Chan Village, they all met the people they wanted to see most and discovered the truth about their own lives.

Since Zeng Ming brought a knife, he needed to feed it. In fact, he also needed to feed himself. He had a name and a story, and so did the victims. They don't know each other's names or stories. But things still happen, irrevocably. There are so many things that this era can symbolize. In a word, it is colorful. Colorful, grotesque, dancing demons, all kinds of strange things... Zeng Ming was sitting opposite me, and I couldn't tell whether the expression on his face was excitement or pain (I admit that I am rather clumsy in this regard). What actually happened was this. When Zeng Ming was a child, he raised a puppy. Because its coat was very colorful and colorful, he named it "Colorful". His classmate Ma Dawei said "Colorful" didn't seem like a good name, so he just called it "Little Green".