What Year Is It Today?

What is the ultimate goal of mankind? What is the end of the universe? I have thought about this question countless times, where did the dead go? In what form will it return to the world? What was it like in ancient times? There was a time when I longed for the ancient Shangyuan night, with bright lights, busy traffic, and an endless stream of talented people and beautiful women. It was so romantic and sweet to meet people after dusk on the willow trees in the moonlight. However, I was not so lucky. I was born in a small mountain village in the 1980s. I have been disabled since I was a child. Because of my illness, even my parents didn't like me. When I got older, the children I played with bullied me, my classmates alienated me, and my teachers looked down on me. Even the old man who went to the countryside to sharpen his kitchen knife showed a mocking look when he saw me. "It's better to die," I suddenly had such an idea when I was 17. It was because on a snowy night, I saw the girl I had a crush on also showed a look of disgust towards me. When I got home, I found pesticides and drank them all without hesitation. Then I lay quietly on the bed. Half an hour later, I felt like I was floating. I knew that death was coming... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.