Life is actually a variety of choices, but there is no choice. Let you know what the environment is, and it is the environment that makes your choices. You find that it is wrong, but you cannot find that it is wrong. At this moment, I feel heavy and bored. Although life is somewhat tolerable, the temporary anxiety and hesitation is a reality that I cannot immediately withdraw from. What is right? What's wrong? What are the standards?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
