This is a personal thought. I suddenly lost such a cool and comfortable path in my life. Why am I still so gloomy after experiencing so much happiness? This path is missing in my emotions. What is worthy of happiness? What can open up for me? To open this road, did everything happen as I thought, or was it the infinite love, family, and experiences of the people around me that made my road collapse time and time again? What would allow me to ride freely on my road, let it appear, let it set off my life, and let my road reappear?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
