Although I am writing this book, it is about your life, his life, and my life. There is no perfect life and perfect people in this world. There are only bits and pieces and trivial things. But it is these trivial things that make us walk hastily but lazily in this panic world. We always want to live the life we want, but we always can't help ourselves. What kind of person we are afraid of will become in the end, and whatever ending we are afraid of, the ending will often become our nightmare. We are in the whirlpool of marriage, trying hard to learn to swim, but we still choke ourselves half to death.
In the end, I am still living in this place of unsolvable chicken feathers.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
