It's like a dream of all things in the world. When will I wake up? The sea is lonely. I sink and can't see the waves clearly. I can only build my own sea in my heart. The trivial details are scattered everywhere, who does it belong to? I have nowhere to go, I just want to wander everywhere. I am among everyone. Life is my own story, and everyone sweeps away the snow in front of them.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
