In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all happening before our eyes.
I made so many jokes when I was young, I never thought you would be stupid enough to follow through on them. Actually, there's one more joke you haven't finished yet. Over the years, I have become somewhat lonely. Are you okay? Do you have a son and a daughter, or are you living alone like me? I have imagined many possibilities, but never had the courage to verify them with my own eyes.
In fact, this is just a story about nostalgia.