The sky was white with fish belly and a drizzle, and the people who lived in the area raised their heads slightly, and Fu lowered his head to do their unfinished work. Everything is as if the silence button has been pressed, and everything is quiet.

Such a scene is naturally not surprising. But there is always a feeling that there is a slight disobedience. If you look closely, you can see that the people living in this area are like puppets.

Perhaps the master of the puppet is indeed copying their day-to-day scene as they normally do. But I always felt a little stiff and empty.

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