The wind and rain flashed in the alternation of the sun and the moon, and I wanted to capture it, no matter what result it would bring me, because I had begun to fear this idle life, and even though I might fail, I wanted to keep trying, even if it was only one chance to succeed, and I didn't want to let it go.

Maybe after the storm, I will be able to see a new world, and a kind of longing will rise in my heart.

The sky in the heavy rain is like a river with thousands of meteorological conditions, converging into the sea, splashing ink on the earth and unfolding a new grand plan.

The light outlines the colors in it, the golden sand, the white waves, all kinds of colors are mixed together, paving a way for me.

As long as I follow this path, I can go back to where I came from, but I don't know what it is, whether it's the horror of nightmares or the cruelty of reality, but whatever it is, I can't spend it here forever.

The wind and rain are to cleanse our turbid hearts, and only by breaking through its shackles can we see a new self, a living person.

Those corners that can be avoided, it is beautiful at the same time, it is also lonely, and it is also consuming our lives.

Find your way, find the door in front of you, and get the key, let us be in charge of everything, and choose when to face the cruelty and when to stare quietly into the night sky.

The first time I hit the glass in front of me in the wind and rain, it didn't have any effect, but I was dizzy from the impact, and after a while, I got up from the ground in pain.

After another attempt, the pain from the fall became more and more severe, and when I looked up at the glass again, it still didn't change.

Collapsed on the ground, I closed my eyes and stood up violently, like a suicidal man, frantically slamming into the window.

My forehead, shoulders, arms, and feet, I tried my best to open the transparent glass in front of me with all my strength, but the pain in my body was greater than once.

The wind and rain in front of me were getting smaller and smaller, and I looked up with difficulty and saw the sparse rain, screaming at myself on the glass, and the whole person rushed over.

I only heard a sound in my ears, and a mist of blood appeared in front of my eyes, but this pain made me laugh happily, because I saw the rain, and the sweet rain fell on my skin, in my mouth, and in my eyes.

It was a transparent color, but like the glass, it turned pale red after passing me.

Everyone has his own way of making the same choices as me, and it doesn't necessarily have to be that price, but I don't have a substitute and I don't want to wait.

The blood and rain in front of me were mixed, I jumped out of the window, and when I looked back, I saw the tall and magnificent cloud tower, that is, the world in the sky, boundless loneliness, endless beauty.

But seeing the bloody glass, the air around me, and the desire for freedom made me give up the beauty I saw in my heart and face the wind and rain of the outside world.

And in another place, on another glass, I saw a lot of people, a lot of people like me, who also made different choices.

Someone tried my clumsy method, and when it didn't work, they gave up in frustration and continued to look outside.

There are also people who, after a few failures, make another clever choice, they go back, into the darkness.

Perhaps none of us are smart, and nothing is stupid, just making our own choices.

But I'm not the smartest, and I can't learn smart methods, so I used my meager strength to break the blood flow on my head, and I saw a result.

Maybe I'm the first person to escape from it, maybe not, it's just that I can't see the people who escaped before, they all went there.

Maybe this cloud tower appeared for a short time, and we were the only ones trapped inside. Or maybe I'm just arrogant and judging this huge world with a narrow self-vision.

They are still going on, trying, and maybe after me there will be people like me, who are doing the most difficult things in the most stupid way.

Maybe I wish there was such a person, because it also proved that I was not alone, and I was not the first to realize that the glass, which was supposed to be a door, could be opened, not a cage.

I gave up the wisest, wisest opinion, and I don't think it was stupid to do so.

This is who I am, what I see, and hear, and what others say, and what I understand.

Some people, at the edge of my vision, see our efforts as a game, a challenge that takes a lifetime to complete, and that feeling of not being serious is like a toy in a child's hand.

I smiled at them, looked into the distance, fell into the darkness, this world, I finally came back, but the figures I saw were still blurry, I glanced at them a few times, and felt strange.

I searched hard, and in the crowd, I finally found some familiar people, but those people were wearing masks.

As soon as I approached, I recognized them, and they were Li Sansi.

They saw me and immediately chased after me, and when I saw them, I ran as fast as I could, and as I walked through the crowd, I heard the mocking laughter of several people.

As I ran forward, I felt that this scene was so familiar, wasn't I like this before, but I didn't expect to go around in a circle, and it would still be the same result.

Maybe they were laughing at me, finding a safe haven, but running out as if they were dying.

But after coming out, how can it be safe, and I think I should regret it now.

I angrily shook off their ridicule and ran forward desperately, but unconsciously came to a fork, where a human-faced monkey stood there, bared its teeth at me, and signaled that I could continue to run in the direction of the cloud building, so that I could get rid of Li Sansi behind me.

Looking at that monkey reminded me of the monkey relief we kept encountering in the cave, and we were led to the cave by it.

Remembering that, a grimace suddenly popped up in front of me, and I took a few steps back in fright.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that the grimace was Li Sansi's appearance, and then I looked back, only to find that those people had chased after me, and now they had surrounded me.

At this moment, the monkey also ran over and waved his arm at me, signaling me to hurry up and not hesitate.

I knew it was a way to solve my urgent needs, but I had just taken a few steps and remembered what the Masked Man had said to me in the cave.

Once you've made your choice, be sure to stick to it, or the result will crush you.

Looking up at the cloud tower again, the monkey's expression on the flat and straight retreat made me feel bored, and then I rushed over and smashed it in the face.

It stood in place in shock, looking incredulous, and after a long while, it reacted, and ripped the human face off its face, revealing another person with a hideous face, that person turned out to be Yin Daochang.

Its appearance shook my heart, and I felt that the world was spinning, and the circumstances around me were constantly overlapping.

Then, all the figures gathered around, and the crowd watching the excitement, as well as Li Sansi and the strange monkey with a human face, they all walked over.

Like the beast's open mouth, with a fierce appearance, it spits out darkness at us and swallows me in one gulp.

I roared, not wanting to be surrounded by the darkness around me, so I waved my arms and expelled them, but those figures, torn by the beasts in the darkness, turned into fierce appearances.

They are all souls who have died in the bodies of the beasts, and they have changed their original form, and they want to turn me into one kind.

The cloud tower, they are already the structure of the beautiful cloud pavilion in the sun, they trap every ignorant person, they come from hell, but also from our side.

I finally understood their ambitions, and I was ready to fight against them desperately, but my own strength was too weak, and although I tried to fight hard, the result was like a fool moving mountains.

My strength was refuted dozens or hundreds of times, and the mountain in front of me was pressed down.

Maybe this is the result, I can't control it, to live in my own way, I can only clench my fists, turn into demons and fight with them.

What kind of battlefield was that?

I don't know, because I can't see myself in my eyes, I only see this gray world, and I want to use my own strength, even the weakest power, to change it.

Because I understand that if I can't change it, I'll be changed by it, so if I want to survive, I have to do it so that I can't see me.

Only by giving up oneself can we see the world clearly, see the red light, see the black flame, and discern the direction at this fork.

Maybe that's the way I should have got!

Walking in the darkness with a wry smile, the sad figure is bigger than everything in front of him, even if the darkness disappears, no one will give up moving forward.

From the moment the light appears in hell, demons begin to appear in the world, and we begin to wake up from the ordinary.