"Xi Xi? Your name really looks like those poems by Qu Yuan that you will learn in middle school textbooks."
"Then your name should be the combination of your parents' last names."
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One night, I dreamed about this story.
When I woke up the next day, my pupils focused and I realized that the story I dreamed about last night had a beginning and an end. It was like some living consciousness had crept itself into my brain.
So I decided to write it and post it to see if there are other boring humans like me who would be moved by such a story and such a life.
This is a living story, and after writing it, it seemed to drag me forward. All plots are not set by me. It seems like this is how it should be. Start from a small point, draw a circle, and finally return to the starting point.
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