The book was completed ten years ago. I don't know anyone else who has done this to write an afterword to a novel I wrote about ten years ago, but I think it's too difficult for me.

The reason is ten years! Ten years seems too long for a woman, so long that I've stepped into another world entirely.

The fictional people and objects, right and wrong, beauty and ugliness, love and lust, good and evil, used to hit my heart so passionately and poignantly, and once made my heart so full of pride, but now, ten years have passed, and everything is gone.

The full and passionate wealth of my life, which I thought would be enough to be luxurious for 10,000 years, seems to have been taken away by one person after another who I loved so much.

The first thing that swept my wealth was that in real life, in addition to life itself, I was able to put all the love, passion, thoughts, and souls in my life ...... A man who gave all his life and took everything that was most precious in my life when he disappeared from my life eight years ago.

Sweeping away my fortune once again was my angelic sister Shuqin, who had passed away peacefully and serenely two years ago by an accident two years ago, without leaving a word.

She is so young, so kind, so beautiful, so filial, I don't know anyone more understanding than angels!

At midnight on December 3, 2003, when I received a call from my brother from his hometown, I distinctly heard in my head the muffled sound of Optimus Prime cracking and breaking, which still echoes in my ears to this day.

If I could exchange my life, I'd rather die myself and get my sister back! We have five brothers and sisters, Shuqin is the center of the five brothers and sisters, she has brothers and sisters, and there are younger brothers and sisters, we grew up in a family with strong family affection, all say that brothers and sisters are brotherhood, and our brothers and sisters are not only brotherhood!

I have been in Beijing for more than 10 years, every time I return to my hometown, all kinds of social affairs, it is rare to sit down and talk with the sisters, so I agreed with the sisters that now we are all young, first busy with our own careers, to take care of our parents as the first priority, then family, children, but also to take care of all aspects of relatives and friends, we will have time in the future to talk freely, get together to talk.

We even looked for a place to build a villa in the Ao Shan area, and imagined that when we were old, we would not have a large group of children like our parents, but some of us would provide abundant material resources, some would provide happy spirits, and some would ask questions about the long and the short.

We have so few children, most of them are only children, so when we are older, we live together as a family so that we can take care of each other and have fun and talk every day.

But we were all wrong! When we are young, we don't understand that life doesn't go the way people design it, and there are too many unexpected things in life.

The first thing I didn't expect was that the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and such a blow would be fatal to the parents.

In order to avoid touching the scene and burying Shuqin, the brothers and sisters immediately escorted their parents to Beijing in a special car under my command.

In the past, Shuqin was the center of this big family, and when Shuqin left, I was obligated to take over her. I cheered myself up and told myself not to collapse.

I even told my family that it was Shuqin who was too filial and loved us too much, and she went to the world where everyone was going to arrange for her to go first.

On weekdays, she is always afraid that all her relatives will be wronged at any time. That eternal world, she went first.

The third thing that swept my fortune was the prototype of Zhuo Qi in the novel, who also died a few months ago.

He walked quite calmly, unlike Shuqin, who didn't give anyone a trace of psychological preparation. He fought the cancer demon for five whole years, but he still left.

On New Year's Day 2006, he called me, his voice was hoarse, his sentences were intermittent, and he was grateful for the help I had given him over the years, and he was still grateful, and he was still grateful, except for blessings, and still blessings.

Two weeks later, when I learned of his departure from my Beijing residence, I was calm. Tears were all given to the first man who swept my wealth, and all the cries were given to my sister who swept my wealth again, and I had nothing left when Zhuo Qi left.

The only feeling I had was: the one who loved me was gone! The man who still remembered me before he died is gone!

I peacefully bought a cemetery for Shuqin next to his grave. Last month, during the Qingming Festival, his ashes were buried next to my sister Shuqin's grave.

This is Zhuo Qi's last wish to me before his death. He was afraid of being alone. In short, the world I wrote this novel was far away from me, whether I wanted it or not, whether I wanted it or not, they had disappeared in the long river of time, without a trace, without a sound.

Over the past ten years, the manuscript of this novel has moved with me countless times. I've never dared to look at it again.

I'm already afraid of coming into contact with people, things, feelings, and things that I have been with day and night. Even for quite some time, I shuddered every time I saw a friend next to me with a lover of his, or my girlfriend acting as someone else's lover.

I used to be a paranoid person who pursued eternity, but now I have finally understood the true meaning of the phrase that everything is transferred by time, place, and condition, and at the same time, I have completely understood the transience and even impermanence of life.

That's what made me decide to publish this book. Of course, if possible, I really want to tell my girlfriends who are immersed in being a married husband and lover that they are happy in the love season and lucky to get out of the love season, whether active or passive.

Being a lover is not a woman's final destination. Many years ago when I sent

"Yesterday's me can't be again, tomorrow's me hasn't come, right and wrong all blame me, and today I am not me. Heaven gave birth to me, God has mercy on me, God wants to destroy me, what can I do? I already understood this clearly.

Now, I am engaged in the cultural industry in Beijing, with my own company, research institute, and website, and to a certain extent, I have made the most of my abilities, and I can be regarded as doing a vigorous and successful job.

Of course, when a woman reaches my current age, the success of her career is already a very superficial thing, and what I am most proud of, that is, I feel the greatest achievement, is my current family.

"I have a universe, just like a river has a bank." This is a quote I wrote to my parents to evaluate my husband.

Nowadays, a healthy and intelligent mermaid has been born in the river. Our baby daughters are over four years old, and who wouldn't say that this is also my achievement?

The youth, the dreams, the passion, the desires, everything that used to be have been have left me.

Not long ago, a friend asked me: Do you regret the path you have taken? I thought about it for a moment and told me: If I had to live again, I would still go all the way like this.

It's not because what I have now, but because I had it before I had it, that is, in the process of losing the most precious treasures of my life, I had died without regrets.

IGHT JMC IGHT in Beijing on May 21, 2006