That year, I was 20 years old. Full of fantasy and longing! I haven't been in love yet. When I was in junior high school, I liked her but I didn't dare to confess. When I was in technical secondary school, I dared to confess but no one liked me. The age of two is the time when one is ready to make a move. The video room in the alley is crowded with young men with wretched looks; the bathing city on the main road is full of successful men in smart clothes. I think the reality is not the world, but selfish desires.
I shouted to the starry sky at night: I must succeed!
Returning to the rented cabin, everything became so realistic again. An 18-inch TV, a filthy single bed, two bags of instant noodles and a boiled egg.
