The boy stood on top of Chen Ge's shadow. No matter where Chen Ge moved, he would follow, just like his shadow. With his head lowered, the boy kept his eyes on Chen Ge's shadow. After the 'found you', he had not opened his lips to say anything else.
The endless black fog was like a sea of despair; the broken building in the memory became a lonely island in the ghost fetus' heart. He stood before the twisting buildings, under the black and red sky, inside Chen Ge's shadow, and following quietly behind him. That was how things were many years ago. He saw how Chen Ge had everything, everything that he wished to possess for himself. He wanted to be a butterfly, but ultimately, he was just a shadow. The desire was slowly twisted. He did not stay there and wait, slowly waving his hands and trying his best to chase after the butterfly that was fluttering in his heart instead.
