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At what point does a person admit to themselves that they are mad? Is it because they've seen something they can't bear, or because they want to turn reality into fantasy?
Situ An's home was enveloped in sunlight at all times.
It was so bright, as if its owner had an extraordinary fear of the dark, a hatred for shadows.
Yet, it was in such a warm and bright place that gruesome stories unfolded.
Each patient's room recorded the process of a special patient being cured, transforming from human into seeds of the Shadow World, and that was the true nature of "home."
"I can tell that your son loves you very much; he too, yearns to live in the sunlight," Xuan Wen spread her five fingers, and the cold light slid down through the gaps, "But his heart is already decayed beyond repair, no amount of sunlight can make him feel warm."
Pushing the middle-aged woman's back, Xuan Wen entered the hospital with her.
