Xia Lingling sat alone by the river, quietly looking at the river, as usual, the big clock on the opposite floor walked to ten o'clock, the water in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and a big fish weighing a few pounds jumped out of the water with a poof, and jumped back into the water with a poof.

It had been about ten years since she had been in this place, and as it was happening now, the world was repeating the same thing every day, and time seemed to have always been the day she came, and it had never changed, so that she knew when the fish would jump out of the water, when the birds would skim the sky, when the breeze would rise, and when the wind would stop.

Ten years, she has never been old, this world seems to be only her thinking continues, the others are stuck in place, the day she came coincided with Children's Day, the weather was very hot.

In the past ten years, she feels that she must have darkened a lot and aged a lot, but every time she looks in the mirror, she finds that she is still the same fair and young face as before.

It's a small city, it looks like it's only half the size of the city she used to live in, but she can't seem to get out. Every time she came to the end, she took a step forward thinking she could get out, only to find herself on the other side of the city.

A lot of times she thinks that this city is round, like the principle of the earth, and when you find that you go out from the southern end, you suddenly appear at the northernmost point.

She hadn't spoken in ten years.

There is no one here, there is really no one, whether it is day or night, it is surprisingly quiet, she can rest assured that she can play outside until midnight every day, or she can take a big mat and spread it on the side of the road to sleep, without worrying about any bad people.

Of course, she is also lonely, no one to talk to, no one to play with, if it weren't for talking to herself in the mirror every day, she would really forget all the language.

When she first came in, she cried and frantically searched for her way out, and half a year had passed by the time she realized that it had all been in vain. She stopped struggling, because she found that everything was good except for no one, she had enough time to learn everything she hadn't come to before, such as music, such as dancing, such as parkour, such as skateboarding, such as costume design, such as boxing, and such as Korean, Japanese, English, and she could enjoy everything without spending money, and the city seemed to be hers alone, and she could do whatever she wanted.

Later, she found out that she could surf the Internet and watch entertainment gossip here, but the content was all before the day she came. She was able to log on to her QQ, but found that her friends' avatars were all gray, and the chat window couldn't be opened.

She tried to buy something online, she remembered that she still had a piece of eight cents left in her Alipay, but she accidentally bought a shoe of more than 100 yuan and paid successfully, she was full of joy and bought a bunch of things, but finally found that she couldn't be happy. There is only one person here, how can someone deliver a courier? Regrettably, when she opened the door, she almost tripped over a pile of things, which she had just bought.

So she began to toss, toss, and toss.

She cut off a few large branches of the old locust tree by the river, which looked to be hundreds of years old, and built a small tree house on top of it, and sat there to watch the scenery when she was idle, although she was tired of seeing the scenery here.

She found the cleanest office building to live in, and it took her more than a year to renovate it, and each room was assigned a different purpose.

She gave each street a name, nailed it to the street with a wooden sign. She changed the color of the street lamps throughout the city, and she could see colorful lights when she walked on the road.

She also took a long time to carve the big stone erected in the middle of the city into her own image.

That's right, she is already the king of the city, the king of her alone.