Immortal

Self-order: I miss someone very much. This became a necessary motivation for me to write this novel. There is a sentence on Sanshu's blog that says: When I felt that the world was cold and unfamiliar, I started to use a pen to create a world that I like. I can't get used to feeling my current life, I am nothing in it. The major I studied, the school I attended, the company I currently work in, and my job are all like one joke after another. I thought the world was as beautiful as a snowflake, and then it suddenly turned into a puddle of sewage in front of me. Those lies are as strong as ancient city walls, indestructible. Then, I started to learn to talk to myself. I called myself A, and then another self B came out and said hello, C. Then a world appeared. I don't know what's here, I just feel very peaceful and relieved in it. Thank you for taking me to fly. Thank you for teaching me to grow. Thank you for giving me sunshine. Thank you for entering the world I carved. My name is Ai Suwen. A shadow that can be seen everywhere in the city.