It turns out that the "me" I longed for most in my imagination really exists in the world, living a romantic and free life.
It turns out that I am still the same me, stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate myself. I personally slapped away your so-called saving hand and was willing to fall.
It turns out that we are still ourselves, it turns out that sometimes changes are not for a better self, it turns out that in the end we still have to say goodbye in winter.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
