Ordinary People

Most of us are just ordinary people, and so am I. I am just an ordinary person. Living an ordinary life, sitting on the county bus, I returned to that ordinary hut. I wandered along the road at a loss, reaching the park, the shopping mall, and the overpass, but could not reach the bustling place. Because I am just an ordinary person, and you are becoming ordinary day by day. If you are willing to be ordinary, you will continue to be ordinary. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.