I Buried Myself with My Own Hands

Life after another, hardship, tiredness, crying, laughter, scolding, pain, quarrels, troubles, madness, despair, and loss, none of them can stop me from moving forward. Whether it is good or bad, it doesn't matter to death. I struggle in the sea of ​​people, leaving only the hope in my heart. The sky is huge, and I just want to go home. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.