Notes of Shaoguang

I live in a different world than you do. I live in a world... That has nothing to do with you but is connected by a thread of fate like a spider's thread. I watch your bustle, yearning for the warmth of the bustle. It's like a bonfire on a cold night in winter, and people can't help but stretch out their palms. Until... I became hilarious myself. Let's write the time as a book and read the years.