I sat on the painting chair, touched my increasingly thinning hair, glanced at the shit-like picture, and then thought, one year has passed, and I am still alone. Damn it! How could there be someone like me who has no money, no appearance, no social life, and no time for playing games? I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Life is not easy, Xiao Wu sighed!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
