Doomsday Lamb

One person, one pet, and a family that is too lazy to look back. Seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, laughing and scolding the glitz of the world. It's strange and bizarre, and unpredictable. Life is like water, ordinary and unremarkable; life is like a dream, rich or poor; life is like a play, full of sorrow and separation. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Perhaps, the meaning of life is life. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.