I wrote this novel from the summer vacation of my third year of high school to the winter vacation of my first year of graduate school. I feel drunk when I think about it. The key is that I haven't written anything particularly fresh after writing it for so long. The writing style has gone from immature to still immature, haha. What's more important is that I probably told a story that I had conceived in my heart. I know that the rhythm of the last part of the new release is really fast, and the ending may be too hasty. But on the one hand, it is because it has been delayed for too long and I don't have much energy. Secondly, I feel that if I continue writing like this, I won't write much new things, so I might as well leave some room for imagination. Suddenly, I feel that now that I have written it, the content of the novel itself does not seem to be that important. The key is that this novel has been with me for a long, long time, and many things have been weighing on my heart for a long, long time. At a point where I can no longer stay, I can only do this, and just regard everything as a testimony of my youth. Thank you Qingquan, thank you to those who accompany Qingquan, I hope Qingquan and you can have a happy life, be like water, you may experience various lives in various forms, but you must still maintain the true heart of water.