Yes, I'm not here for sightseeing.

Baifu Village is my hometown.

But it's not the melancholic and beautiful harbor depicted in prose. It's a nightmare, a completely cannibalistic lair.

I underwent plastic surgery, changing my name from Zhang Huahua to Zhang Huo Huo.

I've come back to redeem my sins. None of them should even think about running away.

But when I got off the car, everything was different.

I felt that this was no longer the Baifu Village in my memories. Something had changed.

So I recorded the words of the village chief without much struggle, partly out of curiosity, even excitement.

Maintain pleasure? How can I not be pleased?

I'm constantly filled with pleasure.

This place is full of infinite possibilities.

It even holds the possibility of seeing my deceased friend again, Bai Zi, or for me, Zhang Xiao Xiao.

"I knew you wouldn't listen to me.

Being alive is the most important, but you just can't understand, you fool!"

Such a familiar tone, like going back to the time when she would scold me by pulling my ear. Longing, loneliness, guilt, the joy of reunion, all dripping into the soil.

"Just like when we were kids, you climb trees like a little monkey."

Xiao Xiao's embroidered cloth shoes approached, and her icy hand was placed on my head. I couldn't help but cry and question her.

"Do you know how I felt when I received news of your death after I left? You taught me that being alive is the most important, but what about yourself?"

She sighed, like a child pretending to be mature, despite still being the same age as back then, even though I'm taller than her now.

"And why does your face look different?"

I sobbed uncontrollably, releasing the emotions that had been suppressed for five years.

But in the next second, everything went black before my eyes, and a dull pain surged through my head.

Is she okay?