I can pick up the life that others throw away on their own initiative.
Some people are tired of the glamorous high salary and throw away half their life's hard work; some people give up the glory that is easily available and turn around and escape into the ordinary; some people are fed up with the endless pressure and even give up their future.
The life that others desperately want is just a burden in their eyes.
And I became the only one who picked up these abandoned lives.
After experiencing the fate of being abandoned one after another, and seeing countless regrets and reliefs, I gradually understood that what I picked up was not other people's lives, but a step-by-step way to see the true self.
The most precious thing in the world is never the glory I picked up, but the ordinary but unique life that belongs to me.
