Jiang Shuiyi, I Originally Wanted to Run Away.

This is a ridiculous book: a killer who has never killed anyone is like a leaf falling on the water, floating for twenty years and finally sinking. It is also a tender book: in the silence of the river, in the sweetness of the orange jelly beans, in the ritual of a woman placing two pairs of shoes side by side under the bed, in all the passages where "I want to laugh but can't" - there is a person who used his short and failed life to prove that kindness is a very expensive thing. So expensive that sometimes it takes a life to pay for it. Come from the river, go back to the river.