What is life? If I could choose, I would split into two selves.
One endures suffering and takes responsibility, while the other enjoys life and is happy in the present.
But we have no choice. Somehow, I want to be you, and you can do it for me.
No matter whether he is ten years old or thirty-year-old Jiang Qing, he doesn't understand why his life is going like this?
The mother with an unknown whereabouts, the irresponsible father, the brother who acted recklessly, and the girl obsessed with love filled the first half of his life.
I thought that after getting rid of these people and meeting a boyfriend who shirks his responsibilities, Jiang Qing would never be able to get rid of the persona of supporting others to their death.
No, forget about the past days, I will only live for myself in the future.
The pace is so fast. I like it.