C53 white bone, rosy

Ten years of life and death was an unforgettable time. He remembered that Canghai was clearly dead.

When he died, the moon outside the window was so round, so big, so clear that the room was bright, the sky so blue, like an endless blue sea, trying to drown.

Canghai drank a lot of wine. His snow-white face was covered with a dense layer of moisture