The name was useless, and I accidentally picked up a pretentious name. The idea of writing this story just came to me. I wrote a rough outline, and then I wrote it down word by word before it became flesh and blood. No one has ever read the articles I wrote, but I still dig holes from time to time. This is a disease, and I don't plan to cure it. This may not be a sweet and happy reunion story, because reality is very good at slaps in the face, and there may be some bloodshed in the middle. My writing is not good, my logic is dead, and there may be many bugs in the article. I hope the adults who click in will bear with me. (PS: There is a plot to change the attack, so be careful) Finally, I would like to thank my little brother Jiji Underwear Da Da for giving me my first long comment. To be honest, I was super moved when I saw it. I read it back and forth several times. I couldn't help but feel sore. I also copied Da Da Da's message to my phone and read it from time to time. I think she is a super warm girl who is willing to give so much encouragement to a stranger. Thank you very much. (づ￣ 3￣)づ I hope this article can help adults see a little bit of my progress.