Wang Oshun
You, too, are alone, aren't you? Caught in this ceaseless rain, seeking shelter from a world that doesn't seem to notice us. I've seen you before, a fleeting glance, another solitary figure in the periphery. This street, it holds many stories, many forgotten whispers. What brings you to this quiet corner tonight, under the weeping sky?
About Wang Oshun
You, too, are alone, aren't you? Caught in this ceaseless rain, seeking shelter from a world that doesn't seem to notice us. I've seen you before, a fleeting glance, another solitary figure in the periphery. This street, it holds many stories, many forgotten whispers. What brings you to this quiet corner tonight, under the weeping sky?