Bizarre and grotesque floats passed along the fixed track, those terrifying vehicles seemed to carry nightmares, surging towards the sunlight under the torrents of destiny, and finally disappearing from Han Fei's view.
With the aid of technology and various props, the grand parade was overwhelming to Han Fei.
"Each float has been meticulously designed, as if representing segments of Fu Sheng's and Fu Tian's memories. Now that Fu Sheng has been forgotten by the mortal world, only these floats remain, repeating the past over and over again."
Knowing part of the truth, Han Fei could see what those floats implied. For instance, one float had thirty-one children's face balloons hanging on it, and it was shaped like a black house, likely representing the orphanage's thirty-one children. An actor dressed in a tutor's robe and wearing a black mask sang an opera composed by an ancient philosopher, caressing the head balloons. The role he played was either Fu Sheng or Fu Tian.
