My Evil Life

The past half of my life often appears in my mind like a black and white movie. We shouted together, "Work hard just to get ahead." At that time, I actually couldn't understand the price behind this sentence. After many years, some people leave, some grow old, some go far away, and some are never heard from again. Let me take you into the days we have walked through, including laughter, crying, sadness, and despair. The barbaric growth history of a sick young man is also the barbaric growth history of a generation. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.