People are like this, they want endless wealth and sincere feelings. It's just that sometimes, it's not as expected, and the best of both worlds is always so unsatisfactory. If you get something, you want to get more, but if you lose it, you are not willing to admit defeat. I remember Carnegie said this: Whether you are happy or unhappy has no direct relationship with what you have, who you are, where you are, and what you are doing. It is only related to what you are thinking. Your pain comes from your choices and your attachment to your choices. Why is life like this? Thinking too much will destroy you, and not wanting to waste you will always be such a contradiction. When the spring breeze is triumphant, I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day; when I am down and out, I have a new glass of wine. People are as happy as the spring breeze. There are also difficulties and thousands of miles of snow. This is life.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
