"If I'm not perfect, will you still love me?" The answer given by reality is often colder than lies.
The chess game can be lost, but people cannot be defeated. As long as there is still one breath left, even if it is an endgame, there is still a way out.
In Bincheng in 1997, Chen Weiguo named his grandson "Leshan", hoping that he would be as unmoving as a mountain.
In Gonggar in the summer of 2025, Chen Leshan stood on the top of the 5,018-meter snow-capped mountain and finally understood these two words.
He once thought that life was a precise equation, and as long as the steps were taken correctly, the result would be perfect. For this reason, he endured the red soil and thorns of a foreign country, endured the seven-year long-distance relationship that came to nothing, and endured being a meek "good guy" within the system. But fate is a stubborn chess player, always overturning the chessboard just when you are about to make a final decision. A decent but cruel break-up. It instantly changed from a "high-quality potential stock" to a "bad asset" after risk assessment.
Not all wounds require healing, and not all endgames mean failure.
This is a book for all "sensible" adults. If you are not happy, if you are not perfect, if your life must collapse from somewhere - please believe that the moment the sun shines on the golden mountain, you will forgive all the wind and snow.
"Read this book, for the breakdowns we swallow alone in the middle of the night."
