Zero Point Ember

The protagonist has no cp+dream+slight fear+slight excitement+complicated plot A lifeless person stands under a tall building, looking up at the stars. Is what he sees and hears true or false? Real? Nothingness? No way of knowing. The high platform has been built, the actors have appeared, but the seats under the stage are empty. "Do you know who I am?" "I don't know." "No, you know that." "Oh, you know what I know..." The prosperity has declined, and the vast sea has become fields. Looking back in desperation, I want to pick up old thoughts, but the past is all delusional, and only the remaining space echoes in the valley. This so-called is the echo of lingering thoughts.