I once thought that I would get along with Yang Man, but due to my fault, Yang Man left. Now I occasionally wonder, is Yang Man doing well, what is he doing, or is he sad about something? After experiencing so much, youth is still young after all, and all that is left are the memories of the past. In my dream, I saw the old Yang Man again, grabbed her hand and said, "I'm sorry!"
Over the long years, all kinds of people, the ones I liked left, the ones I hated were separated, the ones I wanted to keep were not kept, and those who let go, finally let go... Looking back at the past, I sighed and ended this short journey with a smile. I took a short rest and drove to the next stop of my life.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
