Under the protection of studies, homework and order, the calm campus life may conceal something or reveal something. One day, the deterioration of life will spread silently in the empty dialogue, and the selective memory will no longer be able to form a complete picture. Your outline will dissolve, spread, and disappear in the last night of your life. Tears will surge and the world will become a vast ocean.
In the reflection is the misalignment of our destiny that cannot be changed in our lifetime.
Actually, in this topsy-turvy world, I continued to write a story that was not my own.