We Are Like Moths to the Flame

That person is you but not like you, not like you but still you. You get close to the set characters, enter the set stories, invest in the set roles, perform the set plots, and achieve the set yourself. After a long period of careful polishing and carving, you have forgotten your original self, and people around you also think that it is you... In the end, it was you who made me who I am, but I lost myself in it! Ups and downs in daydreams, wandering in and out of the mortal grave. A drama of true and false, a quiet and desolate feeling in the world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.