On the Edge of Pure

Because Rokuro had no home left, the photographs of his parents hung on the wall for ten years. From the spacious apartment back then to the later rented house and leaky attic room, and finally to this small dormitory.,There was no way around it. Luo Buyi could only put on his clothes and venture out in the wind, the January gale made him shiver uncontrollably. Even the security booth at the school gate was about to be overturned. Old Li, wearing a military coat, handed him a tightly sealed express box, then turned and rode away on his electric scooter.,He dialed the number with a tentative attitude, but all he heard was a busy signal.。