I Actually Grew up Well

My destiny is divided into two parts, before I met you, and after I met you. You cure my melancholy and then give me sorrow. A moment of joy between melancholy and sadness overdrawn all the passion savings of my life. I want to drink some wine to make my soul weightless so that it can be blown away by the wind. But when I think that I will be your passerby in the end, I feel like I have become a passerby of the whole world. No matter how strong the wind is, it bypasses my soul. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.