It's Not Easy, I'm Even More Sorry
About This Novel
We don't seem to understand: Why are some people born as princesses and princes, while we are destined to wander in the universe? Is everything destined to be destiny and God's arrangement? We play a dispensable role in this illusory world, like a speck of dust, which has no impact on this world at all. So why is it that one of us is missing? Because the world will not change its original trajectory without any one of us. We are not the sun, we are not air, we are not water, we are not those inorganic substances necessary to create life. There is no fairness and justice in this world in an absolute sense. It is complex and contradictory. As the saying goes: the pure will become clear from itself, and the turbid will become turbid. We just want to live a wonderful life in our own world.
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