There Will Be No Peace When All the Locust Trees Are Gone

When she left, the clean childhood, the gentle bracelet, grandma's jade pendant, the promise on the playground, and the years of two-way redemption were all shattered. ——She died in the light they won with their own hands. When she left, the clean boyhood, the gentle bracelet, all the tenderness of grandma, all the redemption, all the light that supported his life, were all dead in this news photo. He won the lawsuit, he won hell, he won the darkness. But the only one who lost was his Zhang Jiahuai. That day, the boy went completely crazy. Lost his soul, lost his mind, went crazy, and remained delirious for the rest of his life. He lives, but no longer has a soul. The world said he was inexplicably crazy. Only his own fragmented consciousness will always remember: His Sophora japonica, with the bracelet he gave, and all their years, will stay in that summer forever.