Perhaps, life is like this, warmth and sourness permeate the heart.
You will never cherish what you have, only care about the confusion.
It wasn't until the final loss that I learned how to cherish.
Destiny begins to turn under the "ticking" of the clock.
The world is destroyed in hope and born in darkness.
————Preface
To the friend who always supports me silently behind my back, I hope you will like this article. This is just a story adapted from facts.