When I started to really write something, I realized that I could still carry on my childhood dreams, and I still had a chance to be worthy of those books that were full of books, and I wanted to add some color to this disgraced life.

I want to tell you what I want to say, what I think of, those who have been extremely eager to talk and stop, those characters, are fresh lives, flesh and blood people, imperfect, but extremely real, it is the pain of dripping blood again and again that makes me constantly introspect every night, my story is very long, do you want to listen.

A world of people with obsessive-compulsive disorder and mild autism, a person with infinite hope and despair in their hearts, telling a strange story in the morning light at sunrise in the deepest night.

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