The truth about a pair of business CPs who met as trainees is a fake story
No prototype, youthful pain
When I was a teenager, I didn't think about the lights, the stage, or the countless followers. It was just that fate was standing there, you could move forward or be stepped on by it. When the tsunami of life first came, it was as small as a wave. You held half of it while the other person held the other half, so the pain was lingering, even to the point of an endless echo.
Purpose: Cherish your youth
