C669 Disorder in Dna

Time slipped away from his fingertips, and it was silent.

Half a year later.

The night had fallen, and a crescent moon hung in the sky outside the window.

In the wooden house, the young man sat in front of a small table, and he wrote down one word after another with a pen in his hand.

Occasionally, he would turn his head to look at his sister on the bed