In this city, "Mr. Life" always controls us with inertia. Even if we have been unable to afford it, he doesn't bother to pay attention to you. He just throws a candy ten meters away from you and lets you crawl to taste the sweetness by yourself, regardless of the pain in your knees. Gradually, we developed masochism. When he abandoned us mercilessly, he looked at those loving eyes with a smile and begged us, "Don't abandon me, please continue to torture me"...
The intoxicating taste of youth soaked in high alcohol is a mellow fragrance.
Many times we take the 'past' with us on the road, leaving the 'future' where it is, and we will look back at the 'present' in the future. I always thought that the five of us were five links connected together, colliding with each other and relying on each other, and would not separate even if we made a ping-pong noise. Nowadays, there is a magic trick that can separate any chain in the blink of an eye. Of course there won't be any magic in our lives, but it will always lose to a kind of 'current popularity', which is a reality that we cannot touch.