The more time I spent in the office and the more time I got acquainted with my colleagues, the more I realized that for me, no matter how beautiful a written job was, it couldn't resist the temptation to run around all the time.

However, when I re-faced the work of writing, I was full of passion and fascination.

Perhaps, it's because I'm already crazy at this age, so I have such an illusion.

Or perhaps, in my bones, I prefer a life of prodigality.

Although I can live freely and unfettered when I am alone, I still hope that there will be someone in charge of me and restrain me in the future, otherwise I will probably wander into a wandering world, become a ghost of the night, and waste all my muscles and bones according to my own way of living.

I know that love can make me explode into a small universe, with infinite potential, and it can also make me fall into the abyss, not seeing the light of day, I depend on love but am bound by love, I am detached from love but pilgrimage to love, I am born from love.

This is a day without love, and it is really not for people to live.

No, it's not really a dog's life. I envy those who have wives and children who have hot kang heads...... Woohoo.

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" 8, the work is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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