Things change and stars move. In the dark, a bright red cloud floats through it.

Ye Cheng climbed into the window lattice and looked down at the road under his feet with his back. There were no people in the wide street, not even wild dogs and cats.

jingling, jingling!

A hearse came from the other side of the street with black satin flowers hanging on its head and a picture frame without a picture in the middle.

The black hearse slowly stopped at the door of the big circle gang. The driver got out of the car and his grey hair was scattered in the red clouds, which seemed...