Bloodless Wood

The troubled times are like a whirlpool, but the child in the center of the whirlpool is only in love with the plain piano under his finger. In fact, why should other people's love and hate disturb his pure tranquility? However, in the noisy flying sand and smoke, there is no heart that can jump out of the three realms. This is my real debut novel. I am quite serious about writing it, but the delay is too long, so I am currently revising the previous text and conceiving the following content. Because of my weak historical background, I have not set a specific era background (haha), and my brain is often in a state of inspiration exhaustion (after all, I am an amateur), but I believe that I will finish it.