The Night I Left Home, I Could See Through the Whole City's Lies.

The rain mixed with the fragments of the divorce certificate, and I collapsed in the garbage dump with a high fever.​ The moment the system woke up, I saw the steel bars rotting and the concrete crying.​ My ex-husband laughed that I could not live without him for three days.​ Later, I live broadcasted tearing apart his tens of billions of real estate, and used the inferior steel bars he made to nail his coffin.​