Robbery Opens the Way to Immortality

His fingertips hung above the keyboard like moths caught in a spider's web. Those grand settings and entanglements of love and hate that were rolling around in my mind turned into shriveled candy wrappers when they fell on the paper - after reading too many online articles, I was choked by other people's narrative framework. If I want to write about destiny and reincarnation, the screen will be full of images of impending disaster; if I want to write about deep friendship, all that will pop up is Sanshengshipan. Suddenly, I discovered that the most precious originality was being wasted into sand by a massive amount of homogeneous plots. But every time the desk lamp turns on late at night, there is always a voice shouting in my heart: Try again, even if you only write one sentence that truly belongs to you. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.