Plop——
I couldn't tell whether the stone fell into the pool or whether I fell to the bottom of the lake.
Knowledge, morality, resources, success and fame; words, sincerity, blood and sweat, and a big dream. Everything I believe in is just a mirage, so what do I still believe in?
The sounds around me became blurred, the world in front of me was gray, and I finally gained "freedom". But someone is calling my name, what is grabbing my neck? I closed my eyes and listened carefully, and heard a cry - "It's over here!"
In an instant, art was dead, but I was alive.
I hope everyone will like this book.
First perspective, main point of view, the middle school period of a gentle scumbag
Shameless and sultry man × elite version of coward
Intention: Expression is a lifelong subject