Centennial Abai

The historical narrative unfolds from the special perspective of a white cockroach born in a small town in the south. This is the fantasy of a realistic illusionist. The dampness of the old house during the plum rain season, the egg sheaths on the old wooden cabinets in the kitchen, the broken shells that were later than similar ones, and the unusual whiteness of the body all gave it a "special" mark from the beginning. The grandmother's kind words, "White people are rare, maybe they are lucky" gave it a life journey that spans centuries. The seemingly absurd "pardon" has become a secret thread connecting different people in different time and space.