I used to hate reading first-person stories, but later I found that writing first-person stories has a stronger sense of immersion, so this story was originally written in first-person. It became what it is now, but I gave up because I felt that I couldn't control the thoughts of a 32-year-old mature man.
This story will not have an ending, because the future will continue, just like the future of the prince and princess in fairy tales should not be written off by "living happily ever after".
Sometimes I feel that my thoughts are too negative, and I have never experienced any big storms, so where can I get so much sadness, so I turn some of my thoughts into stories, some stories that match my mood at the time, like background music, and write them down when I have free time.
I consider myself not a hard-working person, so this story is just the product of my impulse. I will let it develop in parallel along the trajectory of my life. It may not be a readable story, but it is a story that I hope will lead to a better future...