(The full text is revised, and the subsequent chapters are slowly replaced) There is a kind of human being, like poison, disgusting, but constantly using it to harm others. There is another kind of person, but like a goldfish, carefree and blessed, but unfortunately life is too short. And the last kind of people are the darlings of the sky, as long as they have to pay, they will definitely be rewarded, they are silent, and some people put their hearts in their hearts and worry about him. complain? Losing the luster of the sun, it is a luxury to even complain; Complaining? When you are abandoned by the world, you know that when you are desperate, you will only struggle deeper. Who voluntarily chooses to be human? When fate has no choice, have you really never resented? Being treated unfairly, worrying about your future all day long, and seeing all the things in the world, can you really keep the same appearance? Do you really have a clear conscience? Do you really want to continue living like this? Who wants to help you get free? There are no choices in life.