Shayne

“Youthful friendships were as transient as morning dew. When the sun rose, they would disappear. Just like people in the end would all change into something different from what they had been.
It was just that some people still showed the outlines of their past selves, while some people's faces had changed altogether.”
― Cang Wu Bin Bai, Golden Terrace, Vol. 1

“He couldn’t keep it hidden for long, he knew. Once order was restored and research began anew, it would definitely be possible to figure out the sequence of events of the humans important laboratory losing something. He had to leave-the earlier, the better.

But he couldn’t keep himself from taking a sharp, cool object out of his shirt pocket. It was the badge that Lu Feng had pinned to his coat, which An Zhe had taken off.

He held it in his hand, thinking that once the aurora lit up and he heard the news of the PL1109 returning, he’d leave then

— if such a day came.

There wasn’t anything good in this city. Only potato soup was quite nice.

If it weren’t — if it weren’t for his spore always wanting to get close to Lu Feng, he would have left long ago.”
― Shisi, Little Mushroom: Judgment Day

“But Mr. Shaw glanced at him. "I forgot to ask you. What's the story behind your clothes? An Zhe was at a loss for words. Lu Feng's coat was still draped over his shoulders, and in the coat's pocket were Lu Feng's work notebook and ballpoint pen. Mr. Shaw narrowed his eyes. "Last night, when Poet and I were in the tents, where were you?" he asked. "Did you sleep with him?" "No." An Zhe always felt that Mr. Shaw was interrogating him. He replied in a small voice, "He didn't sleep." Mr. Shaw let out a huff of laughter. "How did you know he didn't sleep? You did sleep with him. How was he? 'Fess up.”
― Shisi, Little Mushroom: Judgment Day

“Just what am I judging, and who will judge me in the end?”
― Shisi, Little Mushroom: Judgment Day