I don't know how many people will read it, but I will try my best to write it well.
The sorrows and joys of life and death in our years burn like wild flowers on the vast destiny, decorating the dreams of passers-by. Life is like a play, and everyone is an actor. Can you play your own role well? Don't be nervous when you go on stage, wear your mask and make sure your expressions are real, so you can tell who is doing it. I update once a week, and the number of chapters to be updated is determined by the number of comments. If there are a few comments, just a few updates. If no one comments, just one update. That's it. Please comment quickly, dear.