As time wore on, Zhang Wenda increasingly felt that certain things in his memory had become abstract— He couldn’t tell whether it was truly so, or if it was just a distortion of memory. But when he was suddenly forced to face those things once again, he realized— Something in this world had gone terribly wrong.
As time wore on, Zhang Wenda increasingly felt that certain things in his memory had become abstract— He couldn’t tell whether it was truly so, or if it was just a distortion of memory. But when he was suddenly forced to face those things once again, he realized— Something in this world had gone terribly wrong.
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